Zong Jing and Zong Siyan also experienced it, their mother passed away early, and their father had been bedridden with a lingering illness for the past few years before passing away quickly, still managing to live to the age of forty-five with the help of both modern and traditional Chinese medicine.
In the Zong family, that was already considered a relatively long life.
The young man before them was already in his twenties, and he was said to be getting married at the beginning of the next year, but he probably only had a lifespan of twenty years left.
Thinking about it was somewhat sigh-inducing.
"We know about the fortune-telling rules of the Zong family; we'll go and wait in the living room later," they said.
Xie Ci nodded.
Little Milk Jin, gesturing to the still somewhat frightened Zhong Bo, hinted that he should keep the Talisman Paper she had drawn for him close.
Aside from its calming effects, she had added other strokes to it to improve it.
