Elder Luo's last words left Li Changqing sitting in the tea stall, stunned for a long time.
If someone told him that he would encounter a bloodshed disaster in the next two days, Li Changqing would just dismiss it as nonsense. How could there be so many disasters happening in one day?
A mere hangnail would be considered a bloodshed disaster to them.
He would just laugh it off.
And wouldn't think more about the matter.
But when Elder Luo said that Li Hengsheng would encounter a bloodshed disaster in the next two days, Li Changqing couldn't take it anymore.
Could there really be some danger?
Li Changqing felt a bit anxious; in such matters, it's better to believe in it than not to.
If danger really arises, what should be done?
"Maybe I should go take a look." Li Changqing pondered. If he didn't, he would never be at ease.
But Li Changqing knew that now was definitely not a good time to meet his son.
The likelihood of exposure was very high.
