Si Qing and Qi Yu saw that Shao Feng had been silent for a long time and understood that he had been contemplating this matter in his heart.
Thinking of this, Qi Yu suddenly stood up: "Daddy, things will work out in the end. Don't be so pessimistic for now. There will always be a way to deal with this curse you've been afflicted with."
Shao Feng wanted to say that even Lord Yan Hua couldn't do anything to remove or suppress this curse, so what could he do?
The saying "things will work out in the end" was true, but only if the boat was sound.
His boat, afflicted with a curse that no one could break, unless the laws themselves relented. But judging by the fact that the Heavenly Dao and laws of the Thirteenth Heaven remained silent, there was no hope for this.
Therefore, the saying "things will work out in the end" simply didn't apply to him.
However, despite his thoughts, Shao Feng didn't show it outwardly. Instead, he nodded and played along with Qi Yu: "You're right. Perhaps in a few days, some great being will descend, and my curse will be lifted?"
As he spoke, he smiled and stood up, patting Qi Yu and Si Qing on their shoulders. "Alright, alright, stop acting spoiled. All of you, change back and go about your business. I'm going to get some rest."
As Shao Feng stood up, a little tired, black patterns had already appeared on his wrist.
Qi Yu saw all this and kept it in mind, her hand subtly gripping the dagger at her waist, her fingertips trembling.
Si Qing was also in a somber mood and didn't notice Qi Yu's series of unusual reactions.
They stood there blankly, each lost in their own thoughts and strategies.
Meanwhile, on the other side, after Shao Feng entered his room and set up a barrier, he was immediately in so much pain from the black patterns on his arm that his veins bulged, and he fell to the ground, writhing.
He slumped to the floor, clutching his arm and gritting his teeth tightly.
Once the pain subsided a little, he tried to support himself by the bed to stand up, but he lost his balance and accidentally shattered a teapot.
Shao Feng was startled and instinctively looked towards the door. Seeing the blue barrier at the entrance, he remembered that he had set up a protective spell and breathed a sigh of relief. But in the next moment, the black patterns on his arm sent another piercing pain through him.
The power of the curse was slowly devouring Shao Feng's spiritual energy and sanity.
Shao Feng let out a low groan of pain, his eyes becoming increasingly bloodshot, and he curled up on the ground, trembling, clutching his arm.
If the barrier hadn't been soundproof, the entire Dragon Palace would probably have known.
Shao Feng felt fortunate that he had set up a barrier.
Unbeknownst to him, outside the room.
Qi Yu, who had secretly left the room carrying Si Qing on her back, stood by the door of his room, looking at it through the barrier, holding the dagger given to her by the Heavenly Dao.
She carefully recalled the two solutions for the curse of the laws that the Heavenly Dao had mentioned.
Choosing the first option, no action was needed.
Choosing the second option, to use the dagger on herself.
Qi Yu looked at Shao Feng's room, reached out and gently touched the barrier he had set up, then shifted her gaze to Si Qing's room not far away.
She stared intently, recalling everything from the past.
Just as she was about to act, An Nuo's voice suddenly came from behind her:
"Qi Yu, what are you doing here? Hey, why is there a barrier on this room? Who set it up? Where's your Daddy?"