"Third brother, you are the chosen one, you are so lucky...otherwise, why would I always drink soup with you? It's also because you are lucky."

"It really is."

Another member of the soup-drinking party, Fatty Chen, also kept nodding.

"Perhaps, Master Sun also has this idea..."

"..."

Xiao Chen twitched his lips, are you serious?

"Probably."

Xiao Yi looked at Old Demon Zhao, then at Fatty Chen, and said slowly.

"No, Lao Xiao, do you believe this stuff too?"

Xiao Chen was speechless.

"Of course, he is the chosen one. This is what the old fortune teller said."

Xiao Yi nodded.
Chapter completed!