Qian Huailin's voice suddenly became hoarse:

“I…I saw the Sun family’s waist token on one of the men in black. I also heard that evil cultivator mention those two formations.”

With these two pieces of evidence, it seems that the Sun family must have done it, but Ji Qian always felt that she had forgotten something important.

Before she could press further, Mr. Qian, who had remained silent, suddenly spoke up:

"This is not your fault."

"father……"

Seeing his usually serious father suddenly comfort him, Qian Huailin felt somewhat conflicted.

He had always thought his father resented his travels, but now it seemed he might have misunderstood…

Before Qian Huailin could finish being moved, Old Master Qian shattered his illusions with a single sentence:

“When I was young, I met that evil practitioner you mentioned. He told my fortune.”

"ah?"

Everyone was shocked; they hadn't expected this to be a TV series.

The most shocked of all was Mrs. Qian:

Why have you never mentioned this to me?

Mr. Qian was still a little embarrassed when he talked about this:

"After I left the village, I became a waiter at an inn. There was a storyteller in the inn who was very eloquent and loved to tell stories about gods and ghosts."

I became quite engrossed in listening to fortune tellers in the shop, so I would often take advantage of my holidays to visit temples and Taoist monasteries in the surrounding area. Sometimes, when I had enough money to tip, I would even go to the street to have my fortune told.

That's when I met that heretical cultivator; he had very distinctive features:

He had small eyes, a bulbous nose, a flat mouth, and a large, hairy black mole in the middle of his nose. I have a particularly strong impression of his appearance.

"It's that person!" Madam Qian exclaimed in surprise. She remembered that among the men in black who broke into the main room back then, the leader had a black mole in the middle of his nose!

“Yes,” Mr. Qian affirmed Mrs. Qian’s idea: “Back then, when I saw them barging into the main room, I recognized this person at a glance.”

"Does he have your birth date and time?"

Xu Qi keenly sensed the problem.

Mr. Qian nodded and continued:

"Not only that, he also said that I was born with wealth and that I would be rich and powerful in the future, with a loving husband and children around me, and that I would have more than 30 years of good life."

But after I turn fifty, my fortunes will begin to decline. First, my children will die tragically, then my family will be destroyed, my death will be gruesome, and I will never be reincarnated.

"They all match up."

Han Mengyao murmured in shock, but Ji Qian had a different opinion:

"No! It's not that it matched up, it was he who arranged it!"

"Yes,"

Mr. Qian nodded:

"Looking back now, perhaps our family's fate was already sealed the moment I gave him his birth date and time."

After those words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and everyone fell silent.

Such a truth was so overwhelming that even Ji Qian was at a loss for words.

Almost all the comments in the live stream were condemning the heretical practitioners, except for one comment that stood out and instantly attracted everyone's attention:

[Everyone, hurry and look at that Boss Jiang! He looks exactly like the evil cultivator that Master Qian mentioned!]

Which Mr. Jiang? The one with Wang Dahai?

[Of course it is! Otherwise, who else could it be but Boss Jiang? Go and see! Go and see!]

I'm back now, still in shock.

【I watched it too, it's exactly the same!】

Small eyes, bulbous nose, flat lips, a mole in the middle of the nose—it all matches!

[Help! I'm scared. Could he have been alive from hundreds of years ago?!]

If he were that capable, would he need to commit insurance fraud?

That makes sense, I'll go take another look.

His sentence has been handed down: death penalty, to be carried out on September 23.

[September 23rd? Isn't that the date the pre-recorded version premiered?]

[Yay! Double happiness!]

[Hahaha, what a double celebration!]

Has anyone from the production team gone to tell them this good news?

Since the two previous incidents of being ridiculed by the entire internet, Director Liu has been paying close attention to the audience's feedback during the live stream.

Upon seeing this comment, Director Liu immediately sent his assistant director to inform Ji Qian and the others.

Due to their long-term isolation from the world, Ji Qian and the others had no idea about the story between Jiang Shengda and Wang Dahai. Wang Dahai even still believed that his boss was a good person.

"Impossible! Boss Jiang is a really good person. You must have wronged him!"

The assistant director had already guessed that Wang Dahai would say that, and he calmly opened the video of Wang Dahai's younger brother thanking netizens for their help.

Looking at the face on the screen, which, though aged, still vaguely resembled the features of yesteryear, Wang Dahai finally believed this cruel truth.

In addition, Wang Dahai made a special request: "Can you let me say a few words to my brother?"

In fact, Wang Xiaohu had made the same request to the program team several days earlier.

However, the production team had not found a suitable opportunity, and upon hearing Wang Dahai's words, they immediately contacted Wang Xiaohu.

Ever since Wang Xiaohu saw his brother in the live stream, he had been watching the live stream closely, so when his WeChat notification rang, he immediately answered it.

The production team was very considerate; they used video conferencing.

Looking at that unfamiliar yet familiar face on the screen, Wang Dahai instantly lost his composure:

"Little Tiger, I left you all so early, I'm so sorry!"

Although Wang Dahai was still wearing Xiong Da's skin, Wang Xiaohu felt as if he could vaguely see his brother's dark and rugged face.

Wang Xiaohu and Wang Dahai both had equally developed tear ducts, and the two of them cried for a long time.

Seeing that the meeting wasn't going to end anytime soon, the assistant director simply handed the phone to Wang Dahai, telling him to find somewhere to chat with his family.

As they were leaving, Wang Dahai stopped Chunhua. Chunhua wanted to refuse, but seeing Wang Dahai's resolute attitude, she shyly followed him.

After seeing them off, the assistant director took out another phone, pulled up a photo of Boss Jiang, and held it up in front of Master Qian and Qian Huailin:

"Is this what the person you're talking about looks like?"

After receiving affirmative answers from the two men, the assistant director told them about Boss Jiang's life and his impending execution.

To the assistant director's surprise, Mr. Qian didn't react much, but Qian Huailin, standing to the side, was much more excited, laughing loudly:

"Hahaha, that's great! Heaven's justice is clear, and good and evil will be rewarded accordingly! Master, you are right!"

Seeing the doubt in the assistant director's eyes, Mr. Qian kindly explained:

“I was already very old when I died, and I was prepared to die long ago. My hatred for him came more from the deaths of my family members.”

No matter how much retribution he suffers, it cannot undo the tragedy that befell our family. Compared to his punishment, I long for our family to be reunited.

After saying that, Mr. Qian looked at Wang Dahai, who was chatting with his younger brother in the distance, his eyes full of envy.