"No, I don't mind."
The man replied. He wore a hat and tilted his head up slightly, revealing a handsome, chiseled face with a very defined jawline. His looks were quite striking.
Unfortunately, age had caught up to him. His skin was loose, and his eyelids drooped.
He hadn't kept himself in shape; even in an expensive suit, his protruding belly was obvious.
Seeing that her client had arrived, Su Nian snapped out of her thoughts. Her gaze swept over his body without lingering, but when she looked at his face, she noticed something was wrong.
On the pilgrim's right eye was a small, black handprint.
The handprint was so dark it looked like it could drip ink.
Noticing Su Nian staring at his face, the man grew self-conscious.
"Heavenly Venerate, I've watched your live streams. I know you do more than just fortune-telling; you can do anything. That's why I wanted to ask you to take a look at me!"
Su Nian remained calm. "What seems to be the main problem?"
