Right, that cunning merchant Yin Si should have a way to solve this!
Seeing that even the old beggar couldn't dispel this curse, Su Ran, in a state of desperate illness, placed her hopes on Yin Si. Just as she was about to seek him out, that sly and gloomy voice of Yin Si sounded from behind her.
"Little Skeleton, you have ultimately brought the curse back, haven't you?"
Yin Si approached Su Ran, and from his skeletal face, it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. He continued, "You can't blame yourself; having touched something from the Soul Locking Prison, the cause and effect have taken shape, and in the end, you can only face it."
"Lord Yin Si, how do you know this comes from the Soul Locking Prison?"
Su Ran looked at the cunning merchant in surprise, feeling as though he was some kind of super swindler who knew everything.
"Can't say, can't say."
