Stop pretending, the fake heiress is actually a master of metaphysics.

The person on the other end of the line was a middle-aged man with gray hair and a haggard expression.

"Masters, I do not perform divination."

"I would like to request a talisman to change my luck."

The middle-aged man wiped his face: "To be honest, I'm an investor. The projects I invest in, while not necessarily yielding several times the profit, have basically never lost money. Over the years, I've also accumulated quite a bit of wealth for my family."

"But recently, for some reason, things have gone strange. I lose money on everything I invest in. Some investments that used to be sure to make money have started to fail and cause losses."

"That's fine, after all, investing involves risks and one should be cautious when entering the market. But my family members' health has also started to deteriorate one after another. My son and wife were in a car accident and are still in the hospital, my mother suffered a sudden cerebral infarction, and I myself have been diagnosed with a tumor, and we don't know if it's malignant."

"Masters, since you are so powerful, I beg you to give me a talisman to change my luck. My family has been having such bad luck lately. I even suspect that a competitor has cursed me. Or do you have any magical artifacts? I'll buy them no matter the price!"

That uncle was really incredibly unlucky.

[Yes, that's a double blow. I can't imagine how much pressure that guy was under.]

But shouldn't you see a doctor if you're sick...?

Instead of relying on esoteric livestreamers, it's better to consult some authoritative doctors.

Shen Nian glanced at the middle-aged man and shook her head, saying, "I can't help you."

"No talisman or magical artifact can change your fortune. Your current misfortune is entirely your own doing, and you deserve to die."

The middle-aged man was already in a very bad mood because of frequent investment failures and his family's illness.

This so-called metaphysical livestream was his last straw; he desperately wanted to obtain a magical artifact that could defy fate.

However, Shen Nian not only refused to give him the magical artifact, but also said that he had brought this upon himself. The middle-aged man became somewhat annoyed: "If you don't have the ability to improve someone's luck, just say so. What do you mean by cursing me!"

"Forget it, I'm not going to waste my time talking to you. Master Luo, you speak!"

Master Luo stroked his goatee and squinted, saying, "I thought it was something important, but it's just a simple luck-changing talisman."

"You can't even draw a lucky charm, young friend. You should practice more before you start telling fortunes."

He looked at the uncle and said, "I not only have lucky charms here, but also magical artifacts that can help improve your fortune. This string of blue lotus glass beads is one of them, but... it's not cheap."

Master Luo made a gesture towards the camera.

The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, saying, "Master, price is not a problem, price is not a problem! As long as it can help improve my luck, I'll pay any price!"

It still has to be Master Luo!

I told you, this girl is just pretending to know what she doesn't.

[You got slapped in the face, didn't you!]

[This is hilarious! I just want to ask, does the girl's face hurt?]

【Miss, you're better suited for singing and dancing. Professional tasks should be left to professionals.】

Shen Nian glanced at Master Luo and the middle-aged man, and said coldly, "I've said it before, there's no such thing as a luck-changing talisman."

"Everyone's fortune is fixed. Forcing fortune and wealth that do not belong to you will only lead to bad consequences."

"For example, you right now."

The middle-aged man's joy froze, as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water from head to toe.

He asked in a deep voice, "Reap what you sow? I have acted uprightly and honestly, what have I done to deserve this?"

Just because you don't know something doesn't mean other masters don't. If you're not capable, stop spouting nonsense!

"Fine, then tell me, why am I so unlucky? What did I do?!"

Shen Nian looked at him and said calmly, "Go outside, turn left and go downstairs. It's the first room on the first floor. The reason is there."

The man was startled. How did she know that the stairs in his house were on the left?

He immediately got up, held his phone, and went downstairs.

Upon opening the door, a simple bedroom came into view.

"This is my daughter's room. Are you implying the problem lies in my daughter's room? Is the feng shui of my daughter's room bad?"

"It has nothing to do with feng shui. Open the wardrobe."

"Wardrobe?"

The man reached out and opened the door of the European-style wardrobe. He was about to ask what was so interesting about the wardrobe when he froze the moment he saw what was inside.

There wasn't a single piece of clothing belonging to a girl in the wardrobe; there was only a strange, quietly standing statue.

Who is this deity?

I can't recognize him; he looks so eerie.

Could it be that this uncle's bad luck is because his daughter worships this statue?

"That's very possible. Look, their whole family got into trouble, but her daughter is completely unharmed."

"Dad, what are you doing in my room?"

As the comments section was filled with chatter, a young girl suddenly walked into the room.

The man pointed at the statue, his voice trembling slightly: "Why do you worship this evil god?"

"I am your biological father. From childhood to adulthood, I have provided for you, provided for your food and clothing. How have I wronged you? Why do you want to harm your father like this?"

"Do you know that your mother and brother are still lying in the hospital, unable to move?"

Upon hearing this, viewers in the live stream immediately began to hurl insults.

This daughter is so heartless!

Is she planning to take all the family fortune for herself?

[That doesn't make sense. Her father's business has been significantly affected. If it's for money, what benefit would that bring her?]

[Unfilial daughter! Wicked child! Just kill her.]

"She's not my mother!"

Upon hearing this, the young girl suddenly became agitated: "She's just a mistress who climbed up the social ladder by sleeping with someone else, what right does she have to be my mother! And that illegitimate child! My mother only has one daughter, me, I don't have a brother!"

She looked at the statue the man was pointing to and sneered, "Father, have you forgotten? This statue was brought back by you!"

The man's face paled, as if he had remembered something.

"Back then, when your investment failed, your mother stayed by your side without ever complaining. But what about you? How did you treat her? You brought back this statue, and then traded her health for your own meteoric rise in business!"

"Your career is getting better every day, but your mother's health is getting weaker every day."

"If I hadn't overheard your conspiracy with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed you could be so heartless and cruel! For your career, success, and fortune, you abandoned your wife!"

"And that shameless mistress! My mother was so sick back then, and that mistress brought her illegitimate child to our house to upset her, causing her condition to worsen and ultimately leading to her death. You are all murderers!"

The girl rebuked sharply.

"Everything you have was bought with your mother's life; now, it's time for you to pay the price!"

Wow, what kind of melodramatic soap opera is this?

So the daughter was avenging her mother.

[But is this statue really that sinister?]

[Disgusting! It's unbelievable that someone would treat their closest relatives like this for money.]

[That scumbag is disgusting, and that mistress is disgusting too!]

The man was furious that the girl had exposed his actions in front of so many people: "You...you rebellious daughter!"

"If I had known back then, I would have used your life to change my luck! My momentary soft-heartedness has now left me with a scourge!"

He raised his fist to smash the girl, but tripped over something and fell headfirst into the wardrobe.