Li Man kept banging her head against the wall, emitting a piercing scream. Soon, her forehead was covered in blood, a ghastly sight to behold.
Seeing Li Man in such agony, Gu Ya worried that she wouldn't hold on until the master arrived. She quickly walked out of the room and made a phone call to Huang De Han.
As soon as the call connected, Gu Ya began to curse, "Huang De Han, you despicable scoundrel! How dare you cast a curse on Li Man? Let me tell you, if anything happens to Li Man, I won't let you off the hook."
"Are you out of your mind? Li Man moved out a long time ago. I haven't seen her in ages. How could I harm her?"
Huang De Han thought no one would know about the curse on Li Man, but he didn't expect Gu Ya to see through his scheme. He hurriedly denied it and spoke in an innocent tone, "Don't falsely accuse me like that."
Gu Ya was so enraged that she almost exploded on the spot. She threatened, "Huang De Han, you better come over right now and help Li Man remove the curse. Otherwise, I'll make sure you experience the consequences of being cursed. If you can find someone to curse others, I can find someone to curse you. You better handle it yourself. I mean what I say!"
After speaking, Gu Ya hung up the phone without waiting for Huang De Han's response.
"Damn it!"
Huang De Han angrily threw his phone on the couch and ran his hands through his hair.
What should he do now? Gu Ya had uncovered his plan.
Should he go and help Li Man remove the curse?
If he didn't remove it and something happened to Li Man, Gu Ya wouldn't spare him.
He had thought he was being discreet, and he believed that Li Man would never discover the cause of her misfortune. But he hadn't expected it to be exposed so quickly.
It was infuriating!
Huang De Han kicked the chair in front of him, feeling unsatisfied. He stood up and kicked it a few more times.
It seemed like he was venting his anger on the chair, treating it as if it were Li Man.
Chair: I'm even more innocent than Dou E.
He had the antidote, but he didn't want to reveal it.
If he showed it now, wouldn't it confirm that he had hired someone to curse Li Man?
But if he didn't show it and Li Man died, Gu Ya would still blame him, whether he admitted it or not.
Gu Ya had money and power. He was no match for her.
After much thought, Huang De Han decided to find someone to pretend to be a master and help Li Man remove the curse.
Li Man was really lucky. She always managed to escape disaster, even from curses that couldn't kill her.
If she hadn't been discovered, it would have been fine. But now that she had, if Li Man really died, regardless of his admission, Gu Ya would believe he was responsible.
Huang De Han went to the underpass of a bridge and saw a fortune teller setting up a stall there. He walked over.
"Hey, sir, what would you like me to predict for you?" The fortune teller warmly greeted him as soon as he saw someone approaching.
The fortune teller appeared to be around fifty years old, thin as a bone, with a mischievous look in his eyes. He had a small goatee and when he smiled, a row of yellowed teeth stained with smoke was revealed.
He didn't look like a legitimate fortune teller at all.
Huang De Han sat down on a small stool in front of the booth and asked, "What can you tell me?"
"I can tell you anything. It depends on what you want to know," the fortune teller replied.
"Then tell me, what do I want to know?" Huang De Han looked at the fortune teller with a half-smile, half-smirk.
