Seeing that Jade was still happy, Indra immediately poured cold water on her excitement.
"Jade, you're celebrating too soon. This demon tattoo will continuously erode your mind until you become a demon and lose your true nature."
"Ahh! I'm going to turn into a demon!?"
Jade slapped her cheeks, so anxious that she was nearly in tears.
After hearing Indra's explanation, Uncle, Jackie Chan, and Tohru all realized the severity of the situation.
This information was too important. They had to make every second count.
"Jackie Chan, Tohru, get in here quickly. We need to find the antidote formula as soon as possible."
Uncle hurried into the shop, with Tohru immediately following behind. They had to seize every moment now.
Lying on the ground, Jackie Chan wore a look of utter despair. "I can't get up, Uncle!"
Unfortunately, Uncle had no time to pay attention to Jackie Chan. Instead, the antique shop's door was pushed open, and Finn, Ratso, and the useless trio of Zhou made their flashy entrance.
"Hand over the Book of Spells. Our boss needs it!"
Having delivered his opening line, Finn noticed Jackie Chan lying on the ground.
Finn said, "Huh? Why is Jackie Chan sitting on the floor?"
Ratso said, "It's so hot today. Maybe he's cooling off on the ground."
Zhou said, "Why worry about that? Hak Foo, let's go!"
The muscular, red-haired Hak Foo leaped over the useless trio and stood before everyone.
"Falcon Spreads Its Wings!"
Hak Foo shouted and sprang into the air, viciously kicking toward Jackie Chan.
"Ahhh—bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!" Jackie Chan's eyes widened, but his body still would not obey him.
"Uncle Jackie!"
Jade cried out anxiously, reaching out in an attempt to pull Jackie Chan away.
At that moment, Indra suddenly reached out, grabbed Hak