Being fair, Nalan Shuo had not been unkind to him, but since the first three lines of the prophecy had already come true, that Feng Shui Master had proven the worth of these four lines. Now only the last one remained, and if he could hold out until the end, he most likely could survive.
He wanted to live, and though in reality, he was nothing more than a corporate slave, filled with anxiety and toil, who still had to work even when ill, at least he was still alive. As long as he was alive, there was a chance.
"I... I am a bit scared." Fang Zhou slightly lowered his head to avoid Nalan Shuo's gaze. On the one hand, he did not want the experienced Nalan Shuo to spot any flaws, and on the other hand, he also felt ashamed to face his senior.
"Don't be afraid, we've all been through this. Yang Xiao was just like you at the beginning, but now, he is capable of holding his own."
