Xie Qiao had always been very steady. She glanced at him from top to bottom.
"Your calamity is very difficult to resolve," Xie Qiao said faintly. "I'm sure you know in your heart. Do you know how many sins you've committed in the past years?"
The old fraud's heart trembled, "Master, I… didn't harm anyone. It's just that those people came to me hoping that I would help them find the reason for their misfortune. If I didn't tell them the truth, they wouldn't have given me the silver...
"It's all their decision. It's none of my business..."
Xie Qiao's gaze deepened.
That was right. This old man only said some simple words to those people who had nowhere else to go.
For instance, that young girl's family. The pillar of their family was about to die. If someone said that it was the young girl who was bad luck, should the people in this family believe it?
