Chapter 1898 That Man

Walton gritted his teeth, his face turning ashen. A stillborn infant was already a vessel of great resentment, and his emotional turmoil was bound to affect the other malevolent spirits. But this time, the spirits he had nurtured faced backlash. Take Bret, who was in the main hall, for example. When entangled in resentful energy, it revealed nothing but ferocity. Those spirits buried in the Maynerd family's ancestral plot, attempting to suppress the Maynerds, couldn't gain a foothold, let alone receive any offerings in the underworld without a Maynerd descendant's energy. The Maynerd ancestors, suppressed for so many years, would never give them a way out. A family of merit would never tolerate such trampling. The mastermind who set this scheme had too much confidence in his plan, or perhaps he simply couldn't believe anyone would see through his intricate plot. After all, most people wouldn't think to connect it to an insignificant event from the past. Wynter gazed at the dissipa