"Mr. Liu," Nangong Man Sha called out respectfully.
The middle-aged man known as Mr. Liu was looking down at a book. Hearing her, he raised his head, glanced at Nangong Man Sha, then kindly smiled, "Miss Man Sha is here, please have a seat."
Nangong Man Sha pulled Chu Ge to sit on the sofa, then she began to introduce: "Mr. Liu, this is Mr. Chu, whom I mentioned to you before."
Mr. Liu regarded Chu Ge with a contemplative gaze. Although he was sizing him up, his look didn't make Chu Ge feel uncomfortable.
After a moment, Mr. Liu slowly nodded, "Mm, a fine young man indeed, handsome and likely to have a limitless future."
Chu Ge looked at Nangong Man Sha, puzzled, as if asking, what is this about?
Nangong Man Sha shook her head slightly at him, then asked Mr. Liu, "Mr. Liu, could you help him dispel some bad luck? He has been particularly unlucky recently."
Chu Ge's eyebrows twitched. So, this Mr. Liu is a fortune teller?
