"Yao Yao, are you okay?!"
Don’t be fooled by Lin Mother’s bulkier figure compared to Lin Father; maternal love gave her great strength.
She was the first to rush into the living room, pulling Lin Yao behind her protectively, then glaring fiercely at Lin Wan, who was leaning against the kitchen door.
"Where did this little thief come from, daring to... Lin Wan? It’s you?!!"
Upon seeing the "thief's" face, Lin Mother instinctively wanted to curse at Lin Wan.
But when her eyes met his, she suddenly felt a chill.
It was as if someone had grabbed her by the throat, forcing the foul words that were about to spill from her mouth back down, unable to say anything.
For some reason, Lin Mother felt that her once carefree and rebellious eldest son seemed to have changed.
She couldn’t pinpoint how he had changed, but looking at Lin Wan’s impassive face, she instinctively felt a sense of unease. For a moment, she froze, caught in a daze.
During her shock, Lin Father, who had shrunk in the corner, rushed over as soon as he confirmed the situation was safe and there was no danger.
"What’s wrong? Is Yao Yao okay?"
Lin Father’s inquiry snapped Lin Mother back to reality.
She looked at Lin Wan, and a sense of panic washed over her as the situation, which she thought was under control, suddenly spiraled out of control.
Fear and anger surged through her like electricity, racing from her crown to her toes. It freed her from the oppressive aura Lin Wan exuded, igniting her reason.
"Lin Wan!!" Lin Mother shouted angrily,
"You little brat, do you want to turn the world upside down? Scaring your brother so much at night, you’re truly a black-hearted, rotten creature, a jinx! You, you..."
Lin Mother’s shouting gradually weakened as she looked at Lin Wan, who stood before the kitchen door. A hint of fear crept into her eyes.
The boy, who should have lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistakes when she started scolding, instead was unusually silent this time, simply staring at her with his peach blossom eyes.
His dark, glass-like pupils were dim as they gazed in their direction, as if a shadowy light flickered by.
A gradually thickening pressure radiated quietly from Lin Wan, filling the small space.
After managing to meet Lin Wan's gaze for a few seconds, Lin Mother could no longer maintain her composure and averted her eyes.
Why does this little brat suddenly feel so sinister? Could he have gotten mixed up with something bad...?
As Lin Mother subconsciously avoided Lin Wan's gaze and lowered her head in contemplation, Lin Wan’s heart was already churning with turbulence.
Earlier, when he watched Lin Father and Lin Mother rush over to protect Lin Yao, his heart was filled with mockery and vengeful delight.
Ha, the treasured son they had pampered for so many years wasn’t even their biological child; it served them right!
But upon seeing Lin Father and Lin Mother, Lin Wan's smirk could no longer hold.
He felt no bonds with Lin’s father and mother—those innate ties that stemmed from the depths of blood relations.
Heh, hehe, hehehe...
No wonder, no wonder... no wonder!!!
Biting down hard on his own cheek, even with blood filling his mouth, he refused to relent.
In that moment, Lin Wan stubbornly held on, maintaining his indifference and pride, refusing to show any weakness or distress in front of the three people in the living room.
Taking a small breath, Lin Wan, disregarding his extreme fatigue and exhaustion, forcibly activated his spiritual awareness over his eyes, briefly opening the spiritual vision of this body.
A warm energy gently enveloped Lin Wan’s dry eyeballs, and in the next instant, the whole world changed before his eyes.
Ignoring the scathing and venomous insults from Lin’s mother, Lin Wan’s gaze focused on the hearts of the three people across from him.
He saw that at the hearts of the three, a faint red, flowing mist-like ribbon connected them, closely entwining them together.
This was a red ribbon symbolizing their close relationship, emanating from each person's heart, forming an irregular three-dimensional circle, tightly binding their loved ones together.
At the same time, it silently indicated that—no matter where you go, someone cares for you.
With a sarcastic smile, Lin Wan lowered his gaze to his own chest.
It was empty, devoid of anything, vividly illustrating the fact that both his parents were deceased.
See? You are a pitiful creature with no one to care for you, no one to seek help from, no one to rely on.
In those brief seconds, Lin Wan’s heart went through tumultuous waves, ultimately settling into dead silence.
Meanwhile, Lin’s mother continued to relentlessly hurl insults, venting her anger and fiercely seeking justice for her precious son.
“Shut up, it’s so noisy.”
Lin Wan coldly glanced over. His gaze, icy and devoid of any warmth, startled Lin’s mother into momentary silence, though her face still wore an expression of rage.
As Lin Wan looked at the three people across from him, he instinctively froze for a moment.
At that moment, his spiritual vision was still active, allowing him to see the hidden side of the world.
In Lin Wan’s view, the faces of the family across from him were shrouded in a dense, heavy, pitch-black ominous energy.
Lin’s mother and Lin Yao had especially thick black energy surrounding them. Between their foreheads, there were also swirling blood-red murky gases amidst the black, appearing particularly frightening.
Especially Lin Yao, who had an abundance of the blood-red murky gas on his forehead.
Energy represents fortune.
Black energy signifies bad luck; the more black energy on someone's face, the more unfortunate they will be during that time.
Moreover, blood-red murky gas rarely appears on ordinary people’s faces because it only comes from the resentment of the dying.
If the blood gas on Lin’s mother’s forehead was just a shadow that had not yet materialized, then the blood-red murky gas on Lin Yao’s forehead was a thick mass, coiling and occupying his forehead, adding a sinister aura to his already chubby face.
What caught Lin Wan’s attention even more was that the breath within that blood-red murky gas surrounding Lin Yao was very weak, not particularly prominent—
This meant that this blood-red murky gas had only recently targeted Lin Yao.
Retracting his spiritual awareness and forcibly suppressing his bodily fatigue, Lin Wan looked at Lin Yao with meaningful eyes.
Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Lin Yao, this "brother" who was about to take the high school entrance exam, was actually so "promising"...
Faced with this family on the brink of terrible misfortune, possibly even facing bloodshed, Lin Wan did not hide his malice and grinned at them with schadenfreude.
He was not the noble saint who repays kindness with kindness. This family had once humiliated and oppressed him so much; now they wanted him to let go of grievances and become a bodhisattva to save others? No way.
Moving his fingers, Lin Wan tentatively attempted to manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, wanting to send a little extra misfortune to these unfortunate souls, and add a curse of bad luck to let them fully experience what it meant to be hopelessly unlucky.
Unfortunately, this frail body was already weak, and after being tossed around multiple times today, it was completely out of commission.
Feeling the aches all over his body as if it had been heavily run over by a truck, unable to muster any strength, Lin Wan sighed and reluctantly forced a simplified version of the misfortune curse upon them.
Tsk, once he regained his strength later, he would deliver a complete set...
As Lin Wan quietly lamented, with the withdrawal of his spiritual awareness, the oppressive atmosphere in the room gradually dissipated, and Lin’s mother’s previously suppressed audacity began to swell.
Looking at Lin Wan, who leaned against the kitchen door and appeared completely devoid of spirit, she grew increasingly irritable and couldn’t help but start shouting insults again.
“What are you staring at, you jinx? Just looking at you feels unlucky. I’m telling you, don’t bother going to university, understand? Go out and work to support Yao Yao. So stupid, what do you need a university degree for?!”
Heh, he’s stupid? To be blunt, among the four of them present, the dumbest one should be Lin Yao!
Lin Wan wanted to retort, but his body simply wouldn’t cooperate. Just as he felt infuriated and was about to speak, a familiar wave of dizziness washed over him.
...How annoying, why is this body so weak?!
Unable to curse them out, Lin Wan was filled with irritation.
Feeling the impending warning signals from his body indicating it was about to give out, Lin Wan sighed and prepared to slip away.
Of course, bad luck is contagious. Plus, with the little "gift" he had just bestowed, this family would definitely face relentless misfortunes recently, nothing would go smoothly for them.
Like the terrible misfortune weighing down the family across from him; getting too close would only bring disaster. He had just been reborn, and this body was exceedingly fragile.
Bad luck is something that the scum on the opposite side should handle. After he recovers his body, he’ll come over and enjoy watching their misfortunes.
By then, the power of the curse of bad luck should have weakened, making it a perfect time to apply a new one.
He doesn’t mind the trouble; he could spend a lifetime cursing bad luck...
With this thought in mind, Lin Wan forced his spiritual energy to stave off the fainting sensation and shot a cold smile at the family across from him before slamming the door and leaving.
Inside, the sound of the slamming door startled the three people, causing them to shiver and exchange glances.
After a long moment, Lin's father looked at Lin's mother and said hesitantly, "Should I go bring him back?"
"You spoiled him!" Lin's mother glared at the direction of the door, her voice sharp as she yelled,
"Let him run! That little brat is poor and has no money; I wonder how far he thinks he can get. In the end, he’ll still have to come back to me! When that time comes, I want him to kneel down and beg me!!!"
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