The paper doll standing on the deserted mountain road wasn't the real Leuk San, just one of his paper replicas.
Faced with Leuk San's paper dolls, Yang Jian was unable to discern which one was real and which one was fake.
However, whether real or fake, all the paper dolls were under Leuk San's control.
"Yang Jian, I'm truly sorry to have made you come all this way,"
the Leuk San in front of him said with a hint of apology: "As you can see, there's been a small problem on my end. All the paper dolls have been used up, and not only was the problem not solved, but I also encountered an accident. Now all my paper dolls scattered in the forest have lost their ability to move."
He pointed to his feet after speaking; "I can't move."
"Were you afflicted by a Supernatural Curse and nailed to the spot?" Yang Jian asked.
