If she knew that the curse would bring them such trouble, she would have just attempted to steal the antidotes.
However, it was too late for regrets. Ouyang Huanyu had set up the magic half a year ago just to wait for her appearance.
As Shen Yanxiao despaired, a shadowy figure appeared at the quiet Warlock Tower.
A hunched old man in a grey robe slowly walked into the Warlock Tower. He stepped closer toward Ouyang Huanyu, who stood near the sculpture. He looked helpless.
"Ouyang dean has been visiting the Warlock Tower quite frequently these days. Is there anything wrong?" the old man asked.
Ouyang Huanyu gave him a small smile. He looked at the old man and said, "How many years has it been since you last stepped out of this Warlock Tower?"
"I can't remember," the old man answered as he shook his head. He would not leave the land unless it was absolutely necessary.
