Shocking the Whole Internet! You Are Not a Psychologist at All!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Wang Kang showered Zhao Yong with affection, taking him out and spoiling him with gifts—computers, new phones, and countless game discs.

He treated the boy like his own.

Little did Zhao Shandong know that it was Wang Kang who would become his son’s undoing.

“Like I said,” Chen Yu reminded him, “it all boils down to your loose lips.”

“After your wife passed, your life revolved around your shop, your son, and the occasional drinking session with Wang Kang.”

“He’s your age, yet he remains unmarried and childless. As a vice president of a corporation, don’t you think that’s a bit unusual?”

“Think about it, Zhao Shandong,” Chen Yu said with a knowing smile.

“You’re a sharp man when sober. You know what to say and what not to say. Even if you knew Wang Kang couldn’t move on from your wife, you wouldn’t intentionally bring it up.”

“After all, she chose you. And besides, what’s the point of dwelling on the past?”

“But alcohol turns you into a different person.

“All those bottled-up feelings come spewing out.”

“Drunk, you repeatedly taunted Wang Kang about this, rubbing it in that he remained a bachelor pushing forty, nearing his grave with no heir to send him off.”

“You’d boast about not only winning your wife’s heart but also having a son to care for you in your old age, unlike him, a bachelor with no one to see him off.”

“Your taunts weren’t physical, but they were cruel. They twisted the knife in Wang Kang’s most painful wound. Over time, his resentment festered, turning him bitter.”

“Look,” Chen Yu said, taking a pause, “it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to delve into your personal life. But put yourself in his shoes. Imagine someone constantly poking at your deepest pain.”

“Wouldn’t you eventually harbor hatred? Won’t you seek revenge?”

“So Wang Kang used my son to get back at me?” Zhao Shandong gritted his teeth. “He wanted me to become a lonely old man, just like him?”

“Exactly,” Chen Yu confirmed.

“The ridiculously low price for the Guanyin… It wasn’t the grave robber who wanted to sell it to me,” Zhao Shandong realized, a spark of clarity igniting in his mind. “It was Wang Kang, giving it to me as a weapon!”

Anger can cloud judgment, but sometimes, it also provides a burst of lucidity.

This was the case for Zhao Shandong.

Suddenly, the puzzling pieces clicked into place.

The exorbitant Guanyin was practically given away, and the fact that only four people had access to it and the others remained unharmed—it all pointed to Wang Kang.

With Chen Yu’s explanation of Wang Kang’s motive, Zhao Shandong pieced together the entire scheme.

The Guanyin, a conduit for evil spirits, was Wang Kang’s instrument of revenge against the Zhao family.

He reasoned that Wang Kang, with his knowledge of obscure practices inherited from his family, had somehow manipulated the Guanyin to target his son.

“This must be it, right, Dr. Chen?” Zhao Shandong pressed.

“Wang Kang bribed a grave robber to get the Guanyin and used it to curse my son. He wants to use this evil object to destroy the Zhao family!”

“Precisely,” Chen Yu agreed. “By harming your son through the Guanyin, he hoped to inflict the same pain and loneliness he feels as a bachelor.”

“You’re right. That’s the exact situation,” he nodded.

“One of the elders in Wang Kang’s family has some strange abilities. Although he didn’t teach it to Wang Kang, he wrote it down in a notebook.”

“About two years ago, before the Spring Festival, Wang Kang did a spring cleaning. He found this notebook in a corner.”

“At that time, he had already begun to plan how to make your son disappear from this world.”

“He was going to hire someone to kidnap your son and sell him abroad. But after reading the contents of the diary, Wang Kang’s revenge method changed.” “It’s not foolproof to sell your son overseas. Who knows when he’ll be rescued?”

After reading the records in the notebook, Wang Kang came up with a vicious plan.

“He doesn’t only want to get rid of your son, but he also wants to use this method to torture you bit by bit.”

“He wants to make your life miserable,” Chen Yu added, gesturing towards Zhao Shandong.

“Just like how you stabbed his emotions back then.”

“He wants to take revenge tenfold or even a hundredfold for the hatred you have for him,” Chen Yu sighed, looking at Zhao Shandong.

As an ordinary person, Wang Kang found the notebook left by his great-grandfather two years ago.

The spells recorded on it were all unorthodox and not simple to learn.

It took Wang Kang nearly two years to master a curse.

Wang Kang secretly contacted grave robbers and tried to buy an unclean object, planning to use the evil energy inside to curse Zhao Shandong’s son.

His hard work pays off.

After half a year, Wang Kang finally got his hands on a satisfactory burial item.

Wang Kang made some changes to the plan.

If he were to give this item to Zhao Shandong, it would be equivalent to him confessing that he was the culprit.

Because of this, Wang Kang gave the grave robbers a sum of money, making them responsible for luring Zhao Shandong into the game by selling the Guanyin to him at a low price.

Selling the White Jade Guanyin with the evil hidden inside to Zhao Shandong was equivalent to planting a time bomb at his side.

The key to a curse is the birth characters of the cursed person.

According to Zhao Shandong and Wang Kang’s relationship, it was not difficult to get Zhao Yong’s birth characters.

Wang Kang got Zhao Yong’s birth characters effortlessly. Everything was ready, and Wang Kang began to torture Zhao Yong secretly.

“Wang Kang! You bastard! I’ll kill you!” Zhao Shandong’s killing intent surged as he clenched his fists tightly.

He looked like he was ready to die with Wang Kang..

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