The atmosphere suddenly grew heavy; every pair of eyes turned toward us. Loraine Locke sat silently, holding her wine bowl. Beside her, Rufina Howard stood up and grabbed Red Hair by the wrist, trying to pull him away.
"I'm just stating the truth, Miss. There's no one who wouldn't want to see their parents—after all, we're flesh and blood. I don't know how many times you've given birth to her, but a friend once told me you were gentle."
"Let's go."
Rufina Howard said this, desperately dragging Red Hair away. We watched Loraine Locke in silence. I wanted to say something, but reconsidered and stayed quiet. There was a loneliness about her—a person who had survived alone for so many years, with no loved ones left. Her attitude toward Rufina Howard was cold; she refused to admit she was her mother.
By midnight, Jerry Li and his group were completely drunk. I returned to the small house once more. Isabelle Frost sat by the window, quietly reading a book.
"How's the situation?"
"It's getting worse again."
As I spoke, I walked up to Rachel Lan. On her exposed arm, the black spots that had faded before were starting to reappear, and they were turning even darker.
"It really failed."
The blood of the Mother of Humanity can only slow the worsening. Now, the final option is to have Yvonne May freeze Rachel Lan's time directly—but even that carries risks.
After all, Juchen Realm has always been so aggressive toward us—he wants us dead. He probably won't use his power to help Rachel Lan so easily.
That's what worries me most. Yvonne May can't order Juchen Realm around—he's the one in charge.
"Earthly Soul, there are many things in this world that aren't absolute."
I looked at Isabelle Frost in confusion and slowly walked closer.
"Miss Frost, why did you take on this soul-sending job? It doesn't suit your personality at all!"
Isabelle Frost gave a cold, quiet laugh.
"Earthly Soul, go call that girl over here."
I responded with a hum, looking at Rachel Lan's condition. Now, all we can do is slow the deterioration. Soon, I found Rufina Howard; she was by the seaside, looking gloomy. I smiled helplessly—Luantian Xuekui was nearby.
"What's wrong? Why are you upset?"
Rufina Howard turned her head, pouting.