The Thirteenth Chapter

Master Ning left the club, his footsteps hurried, and he didn't say a word.

Zhan Hongye gave Jiang Jia a look. She slowed her pace and followed far behind, while he quickly caught up.

"Master Ning, I'm truly sorry. I didn't expect that child to be so ill-mannered."

Master Ning glanced at him coldly. "If you need help like this again, Mr. Zhan, you should find someone else."

"There won't be a next time." With that, he slipped a card into Master Ning's hand. "Master, please don't find it lacking."

Master Ning's expression softened slightly. Zhan Hongye might have his flaws, but he was never stingy with money.

After accepting the card, he gave a perfunctory "Mm."

"Is Master returning to rest now? My son's car is here. Why don't you let him give you a ride?"

As he spoke, a black sedan stopped beside them.

Zhan Huitian got out of the car, walked around to the other side, and opened the door. His attitude was extremely respectful.

The proper behavior of the Zhan father and son barely managed to quell some of Master Ning's anger. After getting into the car, he took out a pen and wrote something on a piece of paper. Then, he rolled down the window and handed the paper to Zhan Hongye.

Zhan Hongye accepted it with both hands. His eyebrows rose when he saw the contents. "Thank you, Master."

Master Ning said faintly, "Half the year is already over, and this is the second one. You need to know your limits when doing things."

Zhan Hongye detected a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone and quickly explained, "Master, please rest assured, I guarantee this will be the last one this year."

Master Ning ignored him further, rolled up the window, and said to Zhan Huitian in the front, "Drive."

The car drove away. Zhan Hongye carefully put away the paper in his hand, glanced back at the club behind him, and then walked towards the parking lot.

Since Liu Mumu posted her "Club Speech," her status in the Dong family had risen at an unscientific rate.

Specifically, Aunt Jiang now avoided her, keeping a distance of over ten meters. She seemed to be secretly looking up protective gear online, perhaps trying to isolate her through scientific means.

Dong Zhenghao was different. He now specifically greeted her before going out.

He even shamelessly came to her every day to beg for a daily divination. Liu Mumu had cast a bloody disaster for him for three consecutive days. From being so scared his legs went weak on the first day, Dong Zhenghao was asking with anticipation on the third day when it would actually come true.

How would she know? Liu Mumu stated that the divination was done and there was no after-sales service.

She was only responsible for casting the divination; whether it came true depended on how accurate her casting was that day.

After sending Dong Zhenghao away, Liu Mumu began to divine for herself.

She tossed the coins in her hand three times, and each result was heartbreaking. Today was another day without the "Hongluan Star" moving. Alas...

Since today was destined to be without a boyfriend, she could only go upstairs to play with Dong Yue.

Dong Yue was in her room writing her summer homework. She was in her second year of high school, and her homework was already being counted in stacks. Liu Mumu sat on her bed, watching her bury her head in writing, feeling a sense of pleasure in watching a junior suffer.

She remembered going through the same thing. Mathematics, in particular, was an unbearable pain in her life.

Dong Yue finished her homework for the day. The two of them played mobile games on the bed for a while, then went downstairs together to cut fruit.

Liu Mumu was washing apples when she suddenly heard the sound of a car engine outside.

Dong Zhenghao, who was supposed to return in the evening, suddenly rushed back home. From parking to bursting through the door, it took less than two minutes.

To put it colloquially, he was in a panic.

Because he made so much noise when he entered, even Jiang Li in the room was startled. The whole family came out and gathered around him.

Dong Zhenghao's tie, which he had tied that morning, was nowhere to be found. His shirt buttons were crooked. If not for the obvious terror on his face, Jiang Li would have thought he had been fooling around with some vixen.

"Something, something, something happened."

Dong Zhenghao rushed to Liu Mumu and wildly pulled open his shirt, revealing his skin underneath.

There were several very obvious red marks on his skin, as if cut by a knife. Some places were broken and oozing blood.

Jiang Li screamed, "What is this? Who did this?"

Dong Zhenghao ignored her and said to Liu Mumu, "These marks just appeared suddenly. I swear I didn't do anything."

From the appearance of the marks to his return home, it was less than an hour.

"Suddenly appeared..." Liu Mumu thought for a moment before speaking. "Do you feel like this symptom is a bit familiar?"

Dong Yue peeked out from behind Liu Mumu, looked at her dad, and then said, "It's very similar to Uncle Qin's situation, but Dad isn't bleeding as much."

Reminded by Dong Yue, even Dong Zhenghao remembered.

Weren't they the same? Qin Kai had said before that he was sleeping when he was inexplicably cut and bled a lot.

Later, when he passed away, it was also due to excessive blood loss from an inability to stop the bleeding.

And on his body, these marks were indeed cuts, but they weren't as deep as Qin Kai's. Perhaps he had discovered them earlier.

Was he... following in his footsteps?

"Is it some kind of contagious disease?" Dong Zhenghao asked tremblingly. "Why did it only spread to me? You were all there that day."

Liu Mumu replied casually, "Perhaps it's transmitted from men to women."

Dong Zhenghao was almost in tears, but for the sake of his life, he had to coax her gently. "Dad didn't mean it that way, I was just speaking casually."

"Don't be so casual next time."

"Dad promises he won't dare again. Is there any solution?" he asked urgently.

"There is a solution, but I can't guarantee it will work. You'll just have to take a gamble."

This is too unreliable!!!

"Can't you give me a method that will solve the problem 100%?"

Liu Mumu spread her hands. "If I were that capable, I wouldn't be a diviner, I'd be a Mystic Master."

Generally, strange things are handled by Mystic Masters. They say they're so strong they could run horses on their arms, far stronger than a diviner like her who could be knocked over with a single finger.

The above was from her Master's introduction.

"Do you know any Mystic Masters?" Dong Zhenghao asked expectantly.

"No."

Dong Zhenghao finally resigned himself. He grabbed Liu Mumu's hand. "Dad's life is in your hands now."

Liu Mumu disgustedly pulled her hand away. "Are you going to listen or not?"

"Yes, yes, tell me."

"Under normal circumstances, the quickest way is to deal with the mastermind. If you can't find them, then you can only get as far away from them as possible."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you should leave here immediately. Whether by plane or high-speed rail, get out of the province as quickly as possible. The farther away you are, the less the curse will affect you."

According to what Liu Mumu had read in books before, that shaman could only curse within the village. If they were truly that powerful, they wouldn't have been found and beaten to death. These methods usually have limitations, and distance is likely one of them.

Perhaps the curse Dong Zhenghao was under could run rampant within the city, but once he left the province, the shaman would probably die of exhaustion trying to curse him successfully.

"Okay, I'll leave now." He could only trust Liu Mumu now. He didn't even pack his clothes, just got the car keys from Jiang Li and swapped cars with her.

Not long after, two cars drove out of the villa area, one after the other.