Everyone in the WeChat group had analyzed it back and forth until they were starting to panic.
Song Zhou glanced at it. "It's not a big deal. The source of the karma wasn't you; you only catalyzed it."
"That was way too accurate."
"You're a Dragon. Naturally, your words carry great weight."
Lu Ao gripped his phone. "So, whether I was involved or not, they would have had bad luck anyway?"
"More or less. The only difference would be the extent of their misfortune. This time, it was catalyzed to the extreme."
Lu Ao fell silent for a while, then said, "I'll be more careful with what I say next time."
"That won't be necessary." Song Zhou took his clothes and pushed him toward the bathroom. "A Word Spirit also needs certain conditions to form. A casual remark won't bring any consequences. Only when you truly want it to happen will it happen."
When Song Zhou pushed him off to shower, he disturbed Chubby, who was sleeping beneath the eaves.
Chubby ran out of its doghouse on four stubby little legs, tongue lolling as it happily darted around the two of them. Its tail wagged so fast it nearly left an afterimage.
It whined through its nose, acting cute and asking them to play with it.
Lu Ao crouched down and scooped it up with one hand, staring into its eyes. "Do you need a bath too?"
Chubby panted, its pink tongue hanging out, making it look as though it were smiling.
Lu Ao rubbed its head and held it close for a nuzzle, feeling much better.
Song Zhou lifted the dog out of his arms. "Stop playing around. Go take a shower."
"Okay." Lu Ao took his clothes and went to shower.
Lu Ao had gone to bed very