She deliberately avoided looking at the Divine Statue, yet she still felt something stirring beneath her skin.
In the thick winter clothes, it was undetectable on her body, but on her face and the backs of her hands, baby faces bulged against her skin, trying to break free.
Countless pitch-black infants crawled out from beneath her feet, clinging to her legs, threatening to engulf her.
Sang Que frantically harnessed the power of the Yin Child to resist, her eyes fixed intently on the Human Bone Dice that she had thrown out along with the sweet potato.
The dice rolled far away, stopping when it hit the leg of a table at a roadside sausage stand, facing upward was...
Four!
In an instant, all the baby faces that emerged from Sang Que's skin and those clutching at her calves collapsed inward.
The cries of infants ceased abruptly, and all the red threads on the street sparked and rapidly vanished without a trace.
Crack!
