Zhong Minyue's face was flushed with shame. Just now, when she was pushed down to the ground, Chu Hao had accidentally placed his hand on her chest and even gave it a squeeze. The electrifying sensation almost made her legs give way.
Chu Hao was speechless and said, "Master, what are you doing? You gave me quite a fright."
Zhong Minyue felt helpless. She didn't even know how many times she had been taken advantage of. She said, "I came to tell Master Chu that someone is casting spells downstairs, aiming to harm you."
Chu Hao paused for a moment, walked over to the window, and immediately saw someone in a dark corner.
A person was burning paper money and lighting incense, facing in his direction.
Damn it! I'm not even dead yet, and you're burning paper money for me? This is definitely a curse.
Chu Hao nodded and said, "I'll take care of it."
He went downstairs and rushed out in a flash. The person suddenly realized what was happening and turned to run.
