Fortune-telling Once, Reduce Ten Years of Lifespan.

"I'm telling you, Qi Yuqiang, you better not scare me! Is that funeral director really so ominous?"

Sister Zhou's father, who was slightly tipsy, was now completely sober and alert.

If what his friend said was true, the situation could be really bad!

"I cannot reveal the specific details of this funeral director, but I can tell you that the information available online is somewhat reserved."

"In other words, what you see is only the tip of the iceberg!"

"Anyway... this director is quite eerie. I came here to make contact with him, but I'm still in the observation phase."

"At the moment, this Brother Dao is not only following your daughter Shuyi but also another super-rich ex-CEO from Qianhong Group!"

"Based on the information I've gathered, that elderly CEO might not have much time left."

Clang!

Sister Zhou's father dropped his chopsticks onto the table, his eyes filled with shock.