The three of them stood at the doorway as two delivery drivers approached, each carrying two large insulated boxes.
"Are you Mr. Wyatt Anson and Miss Elsa? This is your delivery," one of the drivers asked directly, adding, "There’s quite a lot here, do you need help setting it up?"
"Yes, please, if it’s not too much trouble," Wyatt said, moving forward with Elsa to assist the drivers in unpacking the items.
Soon, more things were taken out from the insulated boxes.
Milk tea, cake, dessert tower, skewers, sweet soup, sushi platter, clay pot rice... Even Victor Quintero, standing off to the side, was a bit stunned by the sight.
Wyatt and Elsa remained calm, with one unpacking items and the other neatly arranging them inside the iron gate. Alongside the fresh treats, there was also a large bag of snacks and small toys purchased online.
Looking at all these items, Wyatt couldn’t help but ask quietly, "Are these really enough? Shouldn’t we be burning some candles and paper money?"
"No need," Elsa replied softly, "I checked online, and the lady inside prefers these things."
Hearing this, Wyatt fell silent.
The delivery driver, evidently accustomed to people leaving deliveries at this house, deftly unpacked items while leaning in, asking Wyatt in a conspiratorial tone,
"Are you here to make a wish too?"
Lately, after receiving several delivery orders for this villa, the delivery drivers in the area had a good idea of what was going on.
Wyatt smiled at the question, "We’re... returning a favor, you could say."
Intrigued, the driver leaned in closer upon hearing this,
"So it’s true... she’s here?"
The delivery driver glanced pointedly inside the villa.
Wyatt simply smiled, not saying anything.
Victor Quintero stood expressionless on the side, looking at the Garrison Family villa shrouded in Shadow Energy, thinking to himself that there was more than one spirit inside.
The delivery driver quickly departed after finishing his task.
Wyatt glanced at the various items laid out on the ground, then at the villa in front, uncertain, he asked Elsa,
"Is this all we need to do? Will she come out?"
Elsa shook her head, "Online it said the ghost lady never appears in front of people, but she should sense our intentions if we leave the offerings."
Wyatt wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved or disappointed upon hearing that.
Just as they were about to thank Victor and leave, Victor suddenly spoke up, "Open the door."
Wyatt and Elsa were initially puzzled by this, but in the next second, the villa’s previously tightly shut door clicked open on its own.
Immediately, the two felt a chill emanate from the doorway; upon instinctively turning their heads, they saw a woman in a floral dress standing somewhat awkwardly inside the open door.
She wasn’t conventionally attractive, but she had a pleasant enough appearance. Her skin was an unusually pale shade. At first sight, Wyatt and Elsa guessed who she was.
"Are you the ghost lady who saved me?" Elsa was the first to speak, her eyes filled with excitement, yet strangely absent of fear of seeing a ghost.
The woman gave a reluctant nod, though her gaze at Wyatt and Elsa carried a hint of reproach.
Wyatt and Elsa couldn’t comprehend where the ghost lady’s reproach was coming from until Victor coldly remarked,
"So, you’re the ghost occupying this villa and using human offerings for your Cultivation?"
Victor recalled that the Sea City Security Bureau had mentioned an old ghost occupying human property. The matter had been shelved due to lack of manpower and the fact that it wasn’t a life-threatening incident.
Little did they know that the old ghost occupying private property was the very benefactor ghost Wyatt and Elsa referred to.
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