Chapter 839 The Accusation

“Yes, Chloe!” Daniel quickly pulled a charred stick from the torch and started thrashing it at the water where Jax was struggling. “Ah! Ahhh!" "Daniel, why are you hitting me? That hurts, you freak!” Jax yelled from the water. “I’m not hitting you; I’m hitting the ghost that’s holding onto you,” Daniel explained. He continued thrashing the stick. With each strike, the dark smoke wrapped around Jax dissipated a little more. After 81 strikes, all the black smoke had vanished. The ghost holding Jax down was finally driven away. The sensation of something holding his foot vanished, and Jax felt free again. He scrambled onto the shore, his body soaked. Jax, drenched and shaken, was visibly scared despite having escaped. Daniel approached, laughing lightly, “Jax, how do you feel? Not so pleasant being dragged underwater by a ghost, huh? Do my words make more sense now?” “Ghost? What ghost? I didn’t see any ghost! Daniel, your nonsense is just that – nonsense! There are no such thin