Chapter 111 - 111 111 How much sin has been committed

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111: Chapter 111 How much sin has been committed 111: Chapter 111 How much sin has been committed Zhao Guang shook his head and did not intend to explain. Why bother with so much? When it really comes down to it, it’s uncertain who will have the upper hand—it’s all about having the strength and confidence. Of course, Zhao Guang wouldn’t dare to act rashly because once he did, it would mean he might have to confront all the top tiers of this world since he would be uncontrollable by then. “Ah, look at this, someone really is this unlucky.” Suddenly, Zhao Yan spoke up. Zhao Guang leaned over to look and it was actually a video. However, the title was quite interesting—just how unlucky can a person get. Looking at this video, it had just been released and wasn’t very long. “Look at this place, it seems to be near us.” “This, isn’t this Wang Qishan from Golden Mansion? I didn’t expect this guy to be done for already.” At that moment, Guo Siyu also came over. She knew more about Wang Qishan than Zhao Guang and naturally disliked him even more. However, she had never imagined that one day this guy would become famous in such a manner. The video was simple, documenting the misfortunate experiences of Wang Qishan. It didn’t start from the beginning but from when he entered the hospital. By that time, Wang Qishan was already very unlucky, his whole body covered in bandages. But what followed was even more disastrous events unfolding strangely. Just after getting out of the car, Wang Qishan’s head was struck by a rock. The reason was that an ambulance had just driven by, and there happened to be a rock on the ground. Due to the angle, it was flung by the ambulance’s tire, hitting Wang Qishan right on. Already somewhat dazed, Wang Qishan almost passed out. As a group of people frantically carried him inside, the stretcher suddenly collapsed, and the unfortunate Wang Qishan fell onto the ground, landing head-first. As a result, the wound on his head, which had just been bandaged, burst open, tearing even wider. Next, inside the hospital, you could see a doctor giving Wang Qishan an injection, but because of various accidents happening around, even with a rowdy child causing trouble, the needle never hit the right spot. After more than a dozen attempts, they finally got the location right, but the next moment the bottle of medicine dropped, instantly shattering, rendering the injection pointless. If it had been a normal person, they probably would have passed out from all the hassle, but Wang Qishan endured it stubbornly. Following that, various accidents occurred, the kind you wouldn’t even dare to show in a movie. The two women next to each other watched this guy’s run of bad luck and nearly died laughing. But the outcome was that Wang Qishan died. Because he felt that he clashed with the hospital, he was adamant about not wanting to stay inside. No matter what others said, he insisted on running outside. Resultingly, while limping out, he suddenly fell. Falling down wasn’t much, but unfortunately, there was a sharp rock on the ground, and Wang Qishan fell right onto his wound. Following the trajectory of the wound, the rock directly pierced into it. The doctor declared him dead on the spot, there was no need even for resuscitation. This death, couldn’t really be blamed on anyone else—it was purely his own doing. The two women were no longer laughing then, after all, respect is due to the dead, right? “I really didn’t expect him to die this way. Although people like him shouldn’t be alive, but the manner of his death leaves one at a loss for words,” Guo Siyu said quietly. “Was this person very bad?” Zhao Yan didn’t know much about the guy. Guo Siyu nodded seriously, “Indeed, it’s beyond simply calling him bad.” She didn’t go into details, after all, the person was already gone, and Guo Siyu had no desire to say much more. Zhao Guang looked shocked as he watched the video timestamp, which coincided with the day he had cast the Misfortune Curse. “He died in less than a day, what sins had this guy committed?” Although Zhao Guang wanted to get rid of the guy, he admittedly lacked the ability to do so. Speaking of which, his only means of actively attacking someone was the Misfortune Curse. However, it was Omke who had created the Curse Scroll, and he was merely an apprentice; it was all just practice work. In this world, Zhao Guang had confirmed that the curse was indeed weakened. Because it was a continuous spell, if it were in the Otherworld, it would automatically absorb Magic Elements to maintain its strength and duration. If it were an instantaneous explosive spell, the impact wouldn’t be as significant. But firstly, the curse was weakened and secondly, the scroll-making technique itself was imperfect. Most importantly, after the scroll was made, its power continued to leak. Although it wasn’t for a long duration, its strength was already diminished. Even if released in the Otherworld, it probably wouldn’t be able to kill an ordinary person. The only possibility, then, was that Wang Qishan had committed excessive evils. That’s a characteristic of the Misfortune Scrolls—the more evils the person had done, the more resentful energy entwined around them, and the stronger the curse’s power would be. A curse that was hardly capable of killing a person had ended up doing so in less than a day; this really says a lot. “This isn’t my fault; it’s all your own doing. Even the heavens couldn’t stand it anymore.” Zhao Guang muttered to himself. This was the first person he had really killed, and it somewhat disturbed his psyche. Yet, there wasn’t much of a change. Maybe it’s because the guy died so far away from him, so it didn’t feel real. “What are you muttering to yourself about?” Zhao Yan looked at Zhao Guang curiously. “Nothing, just marveling that someone can be this unlucky.” As Zhao Guang spoke, he silently thought that now even the police would find it impossible to trace it back to him. No matter how one looked at it, it was just the guy’s own bad luck, his death was so sleek. “Let’s stop talking about this guy, let’s first check the quality of these Amber pieces. Also, sort out the Gold for tomorrow; the bank people will be syncing up with us. Really, things are just piling up.” Though Guo Siyu said this, she was looking at Zhao Yan. Indeed, a surge of annoyance rushed over Zhao Yan, realizing that these were all tasks Zhao Guang should have been handling himself. If it weren’t for the Armor he was wearing, Zhao Yan really would have liked to smack him on the head. And seeing the lipstick mark on that contract only fueled her irritation even more. “Well, I’ve already signed the contract, and I need to sync up with them next, so I’m heading back first,” Zhao Yan said. Seeing that things were turning sour, Zhao Guang quickly found an excuse to leave, moving so fast that the other two didn’t even react.

Chapter 111 - 111 111 How much sin has been committed

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