"Grandmaster, didn't you say my mom and Uncle Nick would be back this afternoon? It's almost six o'clock now..." Lawrence Winters was a bit worried.
She was planning to have dinner at home before leaving, but her mom and uncle hadn't returned, and the old Daoist hadn't cooked.
The old Daoist put away the chessboard and said nonchalantly, "I was just guessing, I didn't say they'd definitely be back this afternoon."
"Grandmaster?! Didn't you divine it?" Lawrence Winters thought the old Daoist had calculated the time.
She sent several messages, but Nick Zeller and Gabrielle Winters didn't reply, and she couldn't reach them by phone.
The old Daoist glared at her, "For such trivial matters, you want to perform a divination? Is this what your master taught you?!"
"No, not really..." Lawrence Winters smiled sheepishly, "Alright then, I have to work tomorrow, so I'll head back now. If my mom and uncle return, can you send me a WeChat message? It'll ease my mind."
