The man's words were filled with despair, and the people nearby who pricked up their ears to listen also felt a jolt in their hearts.
But soon, these bystanders convinced themselves that if it weren't for some insurmountable difficulty, he probably wouldn't be wasting 2000 yuan on fortune-telling.
In a moment, these people had already imagined a host of scenarios—maybe he had some incurable disease, or perhaps his family had suffered a severe crisis.
Some even wondered if the man was heartbroken from being cuckolded and saw no hope in life.
Yun Ran spoke up: "Do you want to live?"
Her voice carried a hint of the languid casualness of someone just woken up, yet it seemed to be the perfect tool to dispel the Mist.
It gave the man the feeling of encountering an oasis in the desert; his tired eyes suddenly sparked to life.
"I want to, I want to live!"
