Qiao Zhihe heard his words and somehow felt a tremor in his heart.
"Sir, you mentioned altering fate against the heavens, is it very difficult?" he asked.
The old man looked at him and said, "Difficult? To change a person's innate life pattern, to exchange it for another, allowing someone who should have died to live on and even live better than most people. Would you say that's difficult or not?"
After he finished, he muttered to himself, "This Huaxia truly is a land of hidden talents. I always thought I was one of the best, but I didn't expect such a high master to exist, this is simply divine skills of Ghost and Gods."
Divine skills of Ghost and Gods!
Qiao Zhihe's body trembled.
He suddenly remembered that many years ago, one night, Sister Death took him to a mountaintop.
There, he saw the most beautiful night scene of his life.
At that time, Sister Death asked him a question: "If one day, you know you are about to step into death, what thoughts would you have?"
