Burning Incense in the Dorm, My Roommates Mistake Me for a Fortune-Teller

Once, my driving instructor failed me on a test. I only passed after paying him off.

The next day, my roommate saw me secretly burning incense in the dorm. It was actually a mosquito coil I'd just bought. I was lighting it to check the smell.

My roommate got the wrong idea and asked what I was doing.

I said, "Not just anyone can take my money. I'm afraid he'll be alive enough to take it, but not alive enough to spend it."

Not long after, that instructor had an accident.

From then on, my roommate needed my permission every day to turn the lights on or off.

The story involves a little transmigration to the Qin dynasty.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.