"Damn it, how is it this cursed illusion again!" Jilin roared with irrepressible fury, his face slightly distorted by anger.
For some time now, he had been trapped in various illusions generated by this Overlook Hotel, and his mood had long since reached the absolute limit of agitation.
Despite his intense irritation, Jilin knew very well that getting angry at this moment would achieve nothing. The most urgent task was to track down the source of that hateful evil spirit as quickly as possible.
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