Chapter 847 Money Earned the Hard Way, Dirty as Hell
- They were still talking when a man in a Daoist robe walked over, a compass in hand. “Patriarch Xue, I just took a look. The feng shui of your home is off. This is a terrible omen. Miss Xuelian may not have long.”
- Xue Dalong’s face drained. “Master Jia, don’t scare me!”
- He didn’t even bother greeting Ms. Amelia, muttered a quick apology, and hurried after the Daoist.