"Do you intend to refuse?" Ling Han asked, smiling.
Without waiting for him to answer, Ling Han plucked a bunch of hair from his head, then picked a single strand and threw it into the jade vial—he thought he'd just name it the Vial of Curses—then said, "You have to consider carefully."
This was no way to threaten someone!
Na Zhi Yan wanted to weep but had no tears. The previous two times he had been cursed left a lingering fear in his heart, especially the second time when he directly lost all will to live on. Now that he recalled it, it was really too terrifying.
Obviously, Ling Han merely needed to obtain a single item from his body to enable him to activate a curse. And now Ling Han had taken a whole bunch of hair from him, so who knew how many times Ling Han could kill him with that?
Furthermore, who said that stomachache and desire to die were the only effects of the curse?