The fortune teller was quite astonished, sizing up Chen Shi, "You know the young master? Who exactly are you?"
The young master owned many properties, including three or four just in Yudou alone; he didn't want to offend one of his own people.
Chen Shi gently caressed the Youquan Wandering Dragon Sword's blade, its nascent dragon moving along with his fingertips as if it was very interested in them.
"The matriarch of Rouge Lane in Yudou, Godhand Du from Joy Forest, Auntie Xue from the Red Lady Society, Manager Qiu from Mingfeng Pavilion," Chen Shi said with a smile, "all perished at my hand. You are a fortune teller from the Banshan Sect. Why don't you divine your own fortune today and see if it's accurate?"
The fortune teller's complexion changed slightly as a small abacus appeared in the hands of the Nascent Soul behind him.
The abacus was exquisitely crafted, barely an inch and a half in size, yet the ninety-one beads were distinctly clear.
