Xue Liangliang was the first to speak: "Xiao Yuan, is there something on the three of us that isn't on you?"
Li Zhiyuan nodded: "The facial expressions on you three right now are quite unfavorable, indicating that you're encountering serious misfortune. Although the theory of fortune and Feng Shui isn't entirely accurate, it at least suggests that you have encountered something unwholesome. I originally thought I would be the same, but oddly enough, I am not."
"Binbin, give me your notebook and pen."
"Brother Liang, here."
Xue Liangliang flipped to a page, drew a square frame, then drew two figures at both the top and bottom, representing the four of us.
At last, he drew a door on the left side of the frame.
"Let's use the process of elimination.
