"Master Yigu has passed away!" Tang Zhong spoke aloud.
Immediately, Ji Chunlian's face turned ashen.
"How is that possible... How could he die? I was planning to ask him to read my fortune!"
Ji Luowu suddenly leapt forward, shouting at Tang Zhong, "Are you lying to us, kid? I may not know Master Yigu well, but I know he was a diviner. Speak up—are you saying this because you don't want us to see Master Yigu?"
Tang Zhong couldn't be bothered to respond and turned to leave.
"Trying to leave? Looks like you really are lying!" Ji Luowu exclaimed, rolling up his sleeves in preparation. "If you dare spout nonsense, just see how I'll deal with you!"
"Luowu..." Ji Chunlian bellowed.
Hearing his father's voice, Ji Luowu froze in place.
"Without my permission, you are not allowed to move!" Ji Chunlian commanded sternly.
"Ah!"
