Li Menting opened her eyes and saw that it was the old monk who had helped them with the divination last time. He was dressed in plain clothes and had a benevolent smile on his face as he stared at her.
Li Menting stood up, but before she could say anything, the old monk said," Patron, is your son unwell?""
".."Li Menting was shocked and excited. She quickly said," Yes, Master. My eldest son and his wife are getting a divorce. My son has been running a high fever for a few days, but his temperature won't go down. The doctor doesn't know what's going on." Master, if you have any way, I hope you can save my son."
"Haha." The old monk stroked his beard and smiled." I've already said that your son is fated with Buddha. If you don't believe me, then... More and more tragedies would happen."
"Ah?" Li Menting trembled and almost fell to the ground.
