Finger of Misfortune! Whoever I Point At Gets Unlucky!

Here's the bottom line: never point at people carelessly, or someone could die!

Yu Baiyi never imagined that a food delivery guy like him would become the most mystically gifted person in Fengjiang City.

He only wanted to make money quietly, but his abilities wouldn't let him.

He advised his older brother to try stone gambling.

The result: a 25-kilogram piece of imperial green jade was found in a pile of rejects, earning them 800 million!

Someone threatened him with a knife.

The result: before the blade could fall, the ceiling crashed down on his enemy and gave him a concussion.

He attended a matchmaking ceremony.

The result: the rich young ladies, usually so high and mighty, tore their qipaos in public and fell into the fruit platter!

Everyone started looking at him differently.

“Holy crap! His words come true! He's a real immortal!”

“Master! Please point at me! I want to turn my luck around!”

Yu Baiyi looked at his increasingly dark ring and nearly cried.

“Wait, get a grip! If I point at you, you'll be cursed with bad luck!”