Feeling the power emanating from the Punishment Room, Gao Ming couldn't quite tell whether the Deceitful Wish left in his heart was good or bad.
"I'm carrying more and more things within me."
As the aroma of flesh dissipated, Gao Ming concealed the aura of the Flesh Ghost God, intending to thank the factory steward. Just as he was about to speak, the black dog within the shadows sensed danger.
The Wish Factory hadn't fully returned to normal after the departure of the Deceitful Wish; something was surging in the darkness, as one vehicle after another silently parked outside the factory.
"Looks like my uncle couldn't wait any longer." Wang Jie stood beside Gao Ming and the leader of Group One, looking quite gleeful.
"Director Qu, what do you mean by this?" The leader of Group One stroked his watch, his face dark.
