"A future that cannot be measured, yet cursed with a twisting fate?"
Ye Xiaofei silently repeated to himself and did not continue to question Zhuge Qingyun, but he was ninety percent convinced by Zhuge Qingyun's remarks in his heart.
First, there was the old swindler he had stumbled upon at the grocery market, and now the descendant of Mr. Kong Ming, Zhuge Qingyun; both had drawn the same conclusion.
It couldn't be that both of them were swindling him, could it?
Seeing Ye Xiaofei deep in thought, Zhuge Qingyun patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "To reach heights that others can't, you must persevere and not make the slightest mistake. Junior Ye, work hard!"
After speaking, Zhuge Qingyun pointed to Cao Mingyu standing under the big pagoda tree and said, "I'll go over there and see how Mingyu is getting on with his preparations!"
After Zhuge Qingyun left, Ye Xiaofei followed him back to the big pagoda tree.
