The Desperate Sister Zhou!

"Abbot... you..." Sister Zhou's mother took a step forward, her eyes filled with shock and fear.

The Abbot's calculations just now should have been for her daughter.

But...

He started spitting blood just as he began?

How could that be possible?

She had witnessed the miraculous abilities of the Abbot before!

Otherwise, she wouldn't have become such a devout follower.

The Abbot waved his hand and slowly sat back up.

At this moment, he seemed as if he had lost ten years of life!

He looked like an elderly person at the end of their years, far from the composed demeanor he had before.

His lips were bitter.

"Just a simple calculation, and it cost me ten years of lifespan..."

"You may leave now. I cannot help with this matter."

"Do not investigate, do not seek, do not ask! Remember this! It is better for the doer to undo what he has done... I have said enough."