Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
[What do you mean, though, uncle Godfather?] Ainsley tilted her head. Indeed, her people were powerful despite the family being a poor one on the brink of collapsing.
Their focus was actually on which spirit Ainsley made a pact with. It's a common knowledge that the strength of a shaman relied on the dead spirit that they managed to contract.
But Ainsley called them as if they're kids. However, could they protest? No. What Ainsley did just further strengthened their impression of the Godfather spirit.
A curse? These elders can't get close to a child? Is this why they don't have any children or grandchildren? Then why am I fine? Is the curse delayed or what?
"Hummm, if you're curious, I'll tell you." The huge wolf spoke in a low voice. His voice sounded powerful and cool, but he couldn't hide the hint of teasing in his tone. "My lifespan is about to end, anyway. I need you."
“Daowei Fatian, this has to do with the future of our two worlds. The ultimate weapon forged by Ancient Paths definitely cannot be completed, so we’re relying on you for this,” said a sovereign enveloped in dazzling light from the Immortals’ World. His voice was elderly but filled with vigour.
Is it a coincidence? Did the casino make a mistake or something? The staff shouldn't be that idiot to let go of the opportunity to win some money for the casino.