"The past is like smoke, why hold onto it?" The fortune teller nodded at this moment, speaking calmly to Fang Yan, his hollow eyes evoking a sense of fear.
"Senior, could you do a reading for me?" Fang Yan asked respectfully, looking at the fortune teller.
"Your destiny you know yourself, and no one can calculate it. No one dares to; heaven's secrets are difficult to unravel!" The fortune teller shook his head after hearing Fang Yan's request. But just as he paused, he suddenly turned his gaze towards Fang Le'er, and an inscrutable smile appeared on his face.
"A destiny of yin and yang, auspicious fortune, unrivaled blessings, a grand creation! Good, good!" The fortune teller seemed very pleased with his appraisal, and without waiting for Fang Yan to respond, he left.
