Burning Incense in the Dorm: I'm Really Not a Fortune-Teller

One day, while I was at work, my boss chewed me out.

As the last Qi cultivator, able to control all kinds of fortune, how could I swallow that insult?

I bought a pack of incense sticks and used them as a conduit to send all the bad luck I'd painstakingly gathered onto my boss.

That very day, he had a heart attack and kicked the bucket.

But my roommate happened to see Zhou Yi burning incense. From then on, he wouldn't even turn the lights on or off without Zhou Yi's permission.

Before long, my roommate came to Zhou Yi, asking him to tell his fortune.

Zhou Yi looked at him with a headache. "I'm not a fortune-teller! I can only control all kinds of fortune!"

If you want a promotion and a raise, I can lend you some good fortune. If you don't want to be so unlucky, I can remove the bad luck from you. If you want to be beautiful, I can add a little charm.

But I really can't tell fortunes!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.