Jiangli asked while eating, "By the way, did Qin Yingjun call?"
Xia Xin paused his eating motions, "How did you know, Ancestor?"
Jiangli took a bite of the sausage, "Weren't you on the phone outside?"
Xia Xin: "..."
Oh, he forgot that the Ancestor's six senses were definitely beyond ordinary people, so the Ancestor must have heard the call.
After swallowing the instant noodles, Xia Xin said, "Yes, Mr. Qin called me today and mentioned something... Wen Mao is dead."
Jiangli was not surprised, "It was destined."
However, Xia Xin looked a bit worried, "Ancestor, he died an unnatural death. Will it affect you in any way?"
Jiangli looked at him, "What kind of impact could it have?"
"Aren't we in this line of work to help people avoid misfortune and seek fortune? But Wen Mao still died, so I just wondered if it might have any karmic consequences for you," Xia Xin carefully said.
