The first sign of things gone wrong was when Zhang Tong took one look at some sightseeing photos and proceeded to lose his shit.

Initially, Sun Yongtai hadn 't understood why his assisting interpreter seemed so frazzled by tourist pictures. He 'd determinedly attempted to remain optimistic about it, even. But unfortunately, his valiant effort was fated to be a short-lived one.

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was here. In India. Where Sun Yongtai was working on a mission.

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' Fucking hell, dude.

Seriously. There are only a grand total of three Special Grade sorcerers in this world. What were the chances of Sun Yongtai encountering one of them? The only one of them who happened to be a curse user, at that? ' Like, c 'mon.

Really?

The odds of running into this sort of ridiculous thing should be ridiculously minuscule, to the point of being impossible. So why was it happening to him?!

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