Jiangli spoke in an indifferent voice, "He committed too many sins; he won't die a good death. Dying alone without anyone by his side is also retribution."
"...Not dying a good death is possible, but surely someone will be there for his last moments, right?" Xia Xin felt that Jiangli was mistaken and whispered, "Boss Cao has three children, two sons and a daughter. How could it be possible that no one will be there for his last moments?"
Jiangli's brow suddenly furrowed. "Three children? Impossible."
"Why is it impossible?" Xia Xin didn't understand why Jiangli was so certain.
Jiangli said, "His palms and facial features indicate no children; the area representing offspring is sunken and lacks luster. When you were helping him up, I caught a glimpse of his palm lines—there's no sign of children. And with a face that indicates dying alone in misery, how could he possibly have any children?"
Xia Xin: "...But he really does have three children; I've met them before."
