Chapter 253: If You Can't Get Married, Consider Him!
At the young age of thirteen, Jiangli came to know of something dreadful – gods do not exist, and by extension, they cannot answer her prayers.
The room was pitch black, and through the gaps of her closet door, she could see vague figure shuffling through her room and rummaging through it.
Their movements were gentle and their footfalls were soft, but at this daunting moment, any noise felt like the whisper of death to her.
Biting her lip, she hugged her petite body closer to the corner of the closet, covering her eyes with her hands. Occasionally, she would peek out the gaps of her fingers, and all kinds of thoughts began to plague her mind.
A-are they debt collectors? Are they looking for my f-father? Like the ones who came not long ago?
O-or thieves! They’ll leave if they can’t find anything expensive… right?
Or maybe… my room is big enough! Big enough so they won’t notice the closet by the door…
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As her thoughts ran wild, her ears picked up hushed whispers in the darkness. The strange cultists were talking to each other.