Upon hearing this, Liu Yiyi's eyes widened.

She quickly took a few steps forward and grabbed Zhang Tianle's hand tightly: "Senior brother, are you crazy? Do you know the consequences of doing this? Are you really courting death!"

She hadn't forgotten her senior brother's fatal flaw—he always spent his life on fortune-telling.

He was risking his life to help others solve their problems.

Liu Yiyi was furious!

Then she frowned and said, "Senior brother, are you having some kind of trouble? Tell me, and I'll help you find a solution. Please don't consult fortune tellers again."

Her senior brother was originally a prodigy.

Unfortunately, they were bound by fate.

He has the skill, but not the fate to be a fortune teller.

That's why his master made him swear an oath.

“If you need money, I can tell your fortune. Senior brother, you…”

Before Liu Yiyi could finish speaking, Zhang Tianle raised his hand to stop her: "I'm fine, don't worry. Look at me, am I alright?"

He said he was fine.

His gaze, however, swept over the information displayed in red by the system: [Lifespan: -40 years]

Hmm. Just forty years.

If he works hard at counting, he'll eventually reach 1 million popularity points and pay off his debt to the system.

Liu Yiyi glanced at Zhang Tianle's face.

Silence fell.

Originally, her senior brother's fate palace was dim and unrelated.

Now it is shrouded in a special layer of air.

She had absolutely no idea what his fate would be like.

Liu Yiyi sighed in distress, "If anything really happens, you have to tell me. Don't act impulsively, and please, stop having your fortune told. It's a waste of your life! I don't want you to die one day. Anyway, let's eat!"

The two went to eat.

They had just finished eating, and as Liu Yiyi was clearing away the dishes, there was a knock on the door of Shundaotang.

"Master Zhang, are you home?"