Instead, I suspect that the so-called death curse was cast on me by the person in front of me.

It's not that I'm judging a gentleman by my own petty standards.

Rather, he knew it all too well, and unintentionally, step by step, he guided me to learn Taoist arts from him.

This forces me to be on guard.

My major involves working with various business people to negotiate for interests and make the best choices.

Therefore, I am also fully aware of the terrifying power of words.

The middle-aged man in front of me had practically blocked my path, leaving me with no choice whatsoever.

I could only follow his steps, one by one, into that alleyway that I didn't know whether it was light or darkness.

Seeing my expression, the middle-aged man couldn't help but shake his head.

"You don't need to look at me like that. You probably suspect that I cast this death curse, haha."

"It's true that I want to take on an apprentice, but I wouldn't resort to such despicable means."

“I have no acquaintance with you or your parents, and we have no grudges against each other. There is no need for me to harm others just because I have taken on a disciple.”

"Think about it yourself."

He then tore the note in half, revealing some unidentified writing on it.

He put down his pen and handed the note to me:

"My phone number and my work address are on it."

"If you've made up your mind, just give me a call and come here."

"Also, this friend of yours is someone you can confide in. I've seen her face too, haha, goodbye."

I took the note the uncle handed me and stood there dumbfounded.

Jiangxi Xi was also bewildered, watching the uncle gradually leave, and kept muttering, "What a strange uncle."

I looked at the man and saw the contents of the note he had written to me.

Mobile phone number: 137×××××××

Address: Ma Family Antique Shop, Building 12, Taiping Street, Fengxian District