Can You Give Me a Chance at Love?

"Is that so?" Yue Yang remained remarkably calm.

"You'll die today. Aren't you afraid?" the beautiful woman calling herself Pandora asked strangely.

"This isn't real..." Yue Yang smiled. How could someone just die for no reason? Not even an ordinary person could simply drop dead at a moment's notice, much less him.

"You don't believe me? Actually, my prophecies are quite accurate. Over the past hundred thousand years, there seems never to have been an exception. I don't know why I possess this prophetic ability, but once I say something, it becomes reality. Many people didn't believe me, but without exception, they all died. Not too long ago, there was also a human man, far stronger than you. I told him that he would die within a year..." Pandora even gave Yue Yang an example.

"And he died within that year?" Yue Yang asked.

"I don't know." Pandora shook her head. "According to people who came in three years later, that exceptionally powerful human man had indeed died. Whether it was within the year I predicted, though, they didn't ask clearly."

"What was that exceptionally powerful human man called?" Yue Yang asked again.

"He seemed to be called Zhan Feng." The moment Pandora said it, Yue Yang broke into a cold sweat. Who was Zhan Feng? He was the renowned Prison Emperor!

"What did you predict Zhan Feng would die from?" Yue Yang now somewhat believed in her prophetic ability, though he was still curious.

"Probably self-destruction!" Pandora indicated that she was not entirely sure.

"Then what will I die from today?" Yue Yang asked again.

"This... You should die from the power of Resentment here in Desire Valley!" Pandora was rather certain about the cause of Yue Yang's death.

"Why would I die from Resentment?" Yue Yang found that