He had barely taken two steps when the old woman, for some reason, kicked a small protruding stone on the ground and fell face down.
Normally, such a fall wouldn't have been a big deal. But as she fell, she instinctively braced herself with her hands, and just so happened to land on a sharp piece of stone protruding from the ground. When her arm pressed down, the sharp edge of the stone, like a keen blade, slashed open the skin on her arm, allowing bright red blood to flow continuously.
The old lady couldn't help it and let out a pitiful scream.
From that scream alone, you could imagine just how painful it was. Those present couldn't help but shudder.
"This is just the beginning!"
Just then, a faint voice rose, and everyone looked over to see Zhong Niangyao's nonchalant expression. They couldn't help but recall the Misfortune Talisman she mentioned earlier.
Unexpectedly, the old woman had just decided to leave when the prediction immediately came true.
