In Room No. 6 of a Chinese restaurant.
Lu Zijia and Zhong Jiajia sat opposite each other. After ordering, both of them fell silent.
In the end, Zhong Jiajia couldn't help but speak first. "Master Lu, aren't you curious about my identity in the Lin family?"
Lu Zijia took a sip of lemon water and asked instead of answering, "Why should I be curious? I've never been interested in other people's family affairs. I just need to do my job well."
Lu Zijia's Buddhist attitude made Zhong Jiajia frown unconsciously.
"Master Lu is a Taoist Master. You must know how to read Feng shui and study the fortunes of people, right?" Zhong Jiajia changed the topic.
"A little," Lu Zijia said humbly. She was just a cultivator under the facade of a Taoist Master, so she was best at hunting down ghosts.
Zhong Jiajia smiled. "Then, Master Lu, what do you think of the fortunes of the members of the Lin family?"
