Ling Han watched—worried and confused—Max retreat in panic.
Just as he was wondering what had happened, he saw something black streak through the air and ram against Max's forehead.
Thud!
Immediately, Max's body went limp and he fell to the ground, unconscious.
Everything happened in all but an instant. By the time Ling Han reacted, Max had fallen to the ground.
He rushed over, anxious, and scanned his body.
"Mm?" He raised his brows in confusion because he wasn't able to penetrate his body with his mana, meaning his Mana Sense was useless.
After failing for a few times, defeated, he checked his pulse which was normal and looked for other signs of abnormality.
Immediately, his gaze went up to his forehead and his eyes widened when he saw the black curse mark, similar to the one on his younger sister's neck, was there.
No, it wasn't just similar…
He picked Max up and took him to the bed before looking at Ming'er's neck.
