"Under a curse?!" Wan Jia stood up excitedly.
It was obvious she had heard about such things before, and her face turned pale in an instant.
"I was wondering why everything felt so off lately, turns out I've been cursed!" Wan Jia quickly grabbed Jiang Li's hand, "You're so capable, you must be able to save me, right? As long as you can save me, I'll pay whatever it takes."
Jiang Li reassured her, "Don't worry, this curse shouldn't immediately threaten your life."
Saying this, she looked at Changqing, "You should understand curses better, right? Wasn't it you who provided the method last time?"
Changqing nodded.
Then he looked at Wan Jia.
"Sit tight, I need to know what kind of curse you have first."
Wan Jia quickly and obediently sat down to the side.
Changqing had her close her eyes, took out a blank piece of talisman paper, and placed it on her forehead.
