Chapter 122: Underneath

With his shady clothes and scary eyes, he entered the mansion. Nobody seemed to have noticed him as he walked through the crowd.

Something had led him here, a pull. And he felt it, the presence of the Ginnak seemed a multitude at the Mansion.

"Are you lost, Mister?" He heard a lady behind him before turning around to look at her. She was adored in a maid's outfit.

"Do you wanna get lost, girl?" He asked back with a piercing gaze. The girl's blood ran cold as she ran off. He had successfully scared her off.

His eyes scanned the crowd in search of a person, he didn't really know who the person was but he would recognize when he glimpses the person.

He had no idea why he wanted the Ginnak dead, but every time he thought of allowing the Ginnak to breathe he experienced an agonizing pain which comes with images of people. Dead people. The voice inside his head kept telling him those dead people were his family; his wife and sons. But he didn't remember marrying or knocking up a woman.

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