"Fifteen years."
"Are you the one who set it up?" Qiaoqiao asked.
Tian Sanxian quickly shook her head, "It wasn't me, it was my deceased sister who did it."
"What's its purpose?"
"It's meant to transfer luck to Lin Fanpeng."
"What about the Curse of Extinction?" the Old Patriarch asked grimly.
"That one was written by me," Tian Sanxian answered honestly.
Gu Qingfeng stood up and kicked Tian Sanxian hard.
Tian Sanxian was knocked to the ground by the kick.
In her sixties, that kick almost took half her life.
But she dared not resist.
Because she had come today to beg for Gu Qingfeng's mercy.
She hadn't expected Ning Wanru would die.
Nor did she expect Lin Fanpeng to turn his back on her.
Now, she couldn't even find him.
And she finally realized she had lost her value to him.
Lin Fanpeng definitely wouldn't look for her again.
The only reason he hadn't silenced her was probably because he didn't have the time or opportunity now.
