As he watched, the blood-red in his crimson eyes intensified.
The moment Su Ye stepped out of the bedroom, she spotted Guan Jing by the stone table, holding a bronze mirror and staring at his own face, which was swollen like a pig's head.
She hurried over and asked,
"Senior Guan Jing, why won't the wound on Su Qing's back heal?"
Guan Jing glanced at Su Ye.
Apparently, he was quite pleased to be addressed as "Senior."
He began to explain,
"He's afflicted with a Curse, a poison meant to torture its victim to death. The fact that his wound won't heal is related to it.
He's the only person who's ever been afflicted with this Curse and lived to his age.
The Curse's poison is affecting him more and more.
His body's natural healing ability is practically nonexistent now. To recover, he must rely on the power of pills.
As for pills..."
Guan Jing looked at Su Ye and sighed.
