NANCHUAN VILLAGE

Yu Ming looked stunned after hearing the information he didn't expect. It had probably been a long time since he last heard the word "curse." Wu Li had been in an era of peace in recent years, and although there were still petty crimes here and there, there had been no such curses lately.

Perhaps the last time Yu Ming heard people gossip about curses was when Wu Jinhai was still covering his face with a golden mask. At that time, the common people did not yet know what happened to the Emperor's eldest son, and there was indeed speculation among these ignorant people. One of the theories was that Wu Jinhai was cursed.

At that time, Yu Ming wasn't even sure whether the word "curse" could be applied to Wu Jinhai's case. After all, his father didn't use any evil magic or anything like that on Wu Jinhai. In contrast, his father had only used poison on the baby many years ago, and that poison was different from a curse.