Chapter 463 The Real Story

• The Real Story
• With the purple aura whirling in her palm, Wynter clutched the fortunate coin. Some people just favor boys over daughters. They treat daughters as though they are worthless, prepared to discard or sell them. And after cheating, some fathers would choose to lose their own children than remain with the mistress. Justice needs to start paying attention if it truly exists. "Stop discussing human laws. To avoid being referred to as malevolent spirits, they just desire justice. "Master, who is the true villain?" Kaspar stopped, thinking deeply. Some people gained enlightenment in a single night, while others were able to do the impossible. He didn't descend the steps. Rather, he remained seated, essentially providing Wynter with the solution.
• James had opened his eyes in the meantime. A chill went through him as he saw two little figures coming toward him. Turning his head, he recognized Maurice, who had tears flowing down his cheeks. "Please, Master, save me!" Maurice couldn’t go ahead since there was a heaven’s chosen one obstructing his route. At first, Lana was leery of James' good looks. Unloved ghosts, they were able to glimpse what The blackness around him was nearly thicker than their own aura, and other spirits were unable to do so. They felt both calm and frightened as it mingled with many threads of heavenly purple aura. They were shocked when James stated, "They're over there," after glancing at them. Proceed. Keep out of sight.