The people left in the hall couldn't help but cast strange glances at Qian Zhiliang after hearing Qianxun's last sentence.
Su Qianxun really dared to speak!
She even predicted when Qian Zhiliang's son would die.
But whether her words were true or false, they would soon find out!
Someone looked at their watch, ah, it was just a minute shy of eight o'clock.
At that moment, Qian Zhiliang sneered, "A naive little girl who doesn't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is, dares to curse my son!"
If there were any retribution, it would've come long ago!
But Su Qianxun dared say his son was going to die, watch how he would deal with her later!
As Qian Zhiliang thought this, his cell phone suddenly rang.
It was just over eight o'clock by a few seconds.
Seeing that the caller was his son, Qian Zhiliang scanned the crowd and sneered, "Still dare to say my son will die tonight at eight? It's past eight now, isn't he calling me?"
If he were dead, how could he call me?
