Chapter 832: I was just their punching bag

Outside

After leaving the bedroom, Kirin struck the nearby wall with a clenched fist, frustration etched across his face.

"I can't believe we're just standing here watching Mr. Nelson walk to his death... and there's nothing I can do about it."

"This was Mr. Nelson's choice. We need to respect that," replied Godber, leaning against the wall and rubbing his brow, looking equally weary.

Turning his head, Godber glanced at Patrick. "Did you send out the message Mr. Nelson wanted us to release?"

"Yes, but it needs to be done gradually. Carl is cautious, so we have to lure him out slowly," Patrick said, frowning. "I have no idea where he's hiding now."

Mr. Nelson was nearly exhausted and determined to become a Voodoo Lwa. There was no way he could muster the energy to hunt down Carl, the slippery fox. They could only wait for Carl to surface.

Kirin calmed down for a moment, then said, "I don't get it. If Mr. Nelson had decided to deal with