"Abandon the name of Black Magic Chen, this... how is that possible?"
Hearing the old crone's cold, low words, the Chen Family's Head felt as if struck by lightning, staggering backward; his composure shattered, the poisonous sores on his body flared violently, even fresh blood streamed down his cheeks.
It seemed even more terrifying than this curse itself.
Though he was the Chen Family's Head, he leaned more toward participating techniques and Black Magic; the Chen Family's fiercest cursing techniques and authority all lay in his hands.
And this Second Aunt of the Chen Family, serving as the sword-catching hall officer, understood more of karmic causes and effects; she was also the one who had served Granny Meng's Shop the longest for the Chen Family. She excelled more in Reason and in exploring other Paths, so the Chen Family's Head trusted her.
Only, the method she spoke of to counter this Mass-Life Curse was simply impossible to accomplish.
