amaotonovel Chapter 205 A Fateful Romance
Chapter 205 A Fateful Romance
Enraged, Lin Qianxiu no longer held back. With a shove and a pull, she threw Luo Sifan behind her and stormed out the door.
"My lady, wait!"
Luo Sifan didn't dare forget his lines at that moment and chased after him.
Lin Qianxiu was both amused and annoyed by the word "wife". Considering that she was in an illusion, she stopped and waited for Luo Sifan to catch up before grabbing her arm.
"My wife is so magnanimous!"
Luo Sifan looked around at the many onlookers whose eyes were bulging with black goo, and slowly returned to normal amidst his doubts.
The waiter, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, watched the two figures with a gloating expression, his face a mixture of envy and regret, finally managing to balance his emotions.
After settling the bill, one of the two men was arrogant, while the other looked ashamed. The people in the illusion smiled, and no one seemed to think there was anything wrong with the two men checking out hastily.
Stepping out of the restaurant, Luo Sifan straightened her back, finally shedding her incompetent persona.
"Lin Qianxiu, you've ruined my image!"
Luo Sifan was unwilling to accept this, so he leaned down and whispered something in Lin Qianxiu's ear.
Lin Qianxiu's anger subsided. She pressed her palm against her face and gently pushed away Luo Sifan's shameless face, her smile trembling like a spring flower.
"This punishment isn't enough to settle the score!"
Luo Sifan was naturally aware of the accounts Lin Qianxiu was referring to, and when he calculated them one by one, they were enough to send chills down his spine.
"Thank you for your generosity, Madam!"
The two breathed into each other's ears. Luo Sifan was moved by Lin Qianxiu's rare coquettishness and couldn't help but repeat his lines on the spot.
Lin Qianxiu was slightly taken aback, a glint of malice flashing in her eyes before her expression turned cold, and she pinched Luo Sifan's cheek hard.
"Dream on! You dare to take advantage of me!"
Luo Sifan rubbed his face, trailing behind the strutting Lin Qianxiu with a bitter expression, deeply regretting his momentary infatuation with her.
The two strolled around the town, exploring it thoroughly, and after a while, returned to their original spot.
The restaurant was indeed located in the most prosperous part of the town. The town was less than a kilometer in circumference, and there was an invisible barrier at the end, making it impossible to escape.
The villagers come and go in the town, completely unhindered by the invisible barrier.
They looked at each other, realizing they had gained nothing after their rounds.
"This place is called Fushan. There is a market day on the seventh of every month, and today happens to be the day of the grand market."
"Cultivators are extremely rare. That fortune teller at the stall has a mixed aura and his methods are unorthodox, but he has managed to reach the middle stage of Qi Refining."
"Today there is a wedding in a family in the east of the city. Zhang Shigui from the west street was caught cheating on his wife by his brother-in-law. Many people are watching."
The two shared some gossip they had overheard.
Everyone is suspicious, making it impossible to know where to begin.
"Why don't we consult that fortune teller? He has the highest cultivation level; what if he's truly skilled?"
Losfan, overwhelmed with thoughts, came up with a terrible idea.
Looking for a fortune teller in a dream world?
Lin Qianxiu shook her head inwardly. With nothing to do and time passing mercilessly, she reluctantly accepted Luo Sifan's suggestion.
"These two are so beautiful and graceful, a match made in heaven! I have lived for a hundred years and have never seen such a perfect couple!"
When the fortune teller saw a customer coming to his door, he started to fawn over him after exchanging greetings.
Lin Qianxiu's expression turned slightly cold, confirming that this old Taoist priest was indeed a charlatan with nothing to his name.
Lin Qianxiu aspires to be an empress, and as the head of the Lin family, she will likely never marry.
What's more, if she were to marry Luo Sifan? Wouldn't she be carrying scissors every day, ready to cut him off and reveal his true form?
Making sisters and grinding tofu together seems like a feasible idea.
Lin Qianxiu's thoughts were unrestrained, her eyes deep and unfathomable, like a glimpse of autumn water, which made Luo Sifan feel a chill.
"You flatter me, Taoist priest. Although I admire this young lady, our relationship is completely innocent and there is no such connection between us."
Luo Sifan quickly offered an explanation.
The old Taoist priest was enraged upon hearing this and slammed his fist on the table, standing up:
"If I say you are, then you are! If you don't believe what I say, why did you come to me for fortune telling? You're utterly absurd!"
After his anger subsided, the old Taoist priest picked up the talisman on the table and tried to drive the person away.
Lin Qianxiu glared with her beautiful eyes, about to release some of her Golden Core energy to scare the junior.
Luo Sifan gave her a meaningful look before finally managing to restrain her.
The talismans slapped all over Luo Sifan, but he wasn't annoyed and just chuckled as he endured it.
“Brother, your insight is like a needle. My sister is shy and didn’t want anyone to know that we eloped. I didn’t expect to be exposed in front of your divine insight. I didn’t mean to deceive you.”
The old Taoist priest had a terrible temper and kept cursing. Luo Sifan had to smile and apologize to calm him down and accept the job.
Lin Qianxiu didn't understand why he insisted on doing this, and watched coldly.
"Extend your palm!"
The old Taoist priest accepted the silver, remaining indifferent, and gave instructions.
Luo Sifan wasn't sure which hand was needed, so he simply stretched out both hands.
The old Taoist priest glanced at him, then grasped his left hand and examined it closely.
Luo Sifan's fortune-telling was a pretense; his real purpose was to hear some gossip from the old Taoist priest. He had no expectations whatsoever.
"Brother, I'm not high up, nor am I far away. I just want to know what kind of luck I have today and where I can meet a benefactor."
The old Taoist shook his head, focused on pulling Luo Sifan's left hand closer by a third, rubbed his eyes, then raised it another third, almost bringing his nose close to Luo Sifan's palm.
Luo Sifan and Lin Qianxiu exchanged a glance. Lin Qianxiu looked wary and gestured with her lips to warn Luo Sifan to be careful.
The old Taoist priest was fiddling with Luo Sifan's hand, looking completely distracted, which made Lin Qianxiu feel somewhat annoyed.
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! This old Taoist priest has lived a hundred years in a daze and has never seen such palm lines before!"
Luo Sifan was slightly taken aback upon hearing this:
"Brother, if you've figured something out, feel free to speak your mind. I can handle it!"
The old Taoist priest was getting a little irritable:
"If someone is willing to do something for money, and can tell the difference, what wouldn't I dare to say?"
He roughly released Luo Sifan's hand, then closed his eyes in deep thought, his brows furrowed, making him appear even older.
Luo Sifan, not understanding what was going on, awkwardly withdrew his hand.
The two waited quietly for a long time, but the old Taoist remained silent, not even opening his eyes.
Lin Qianxiu got tired of waiting and signaled to Luo Sifan to admit defeat and leave.
Pressed by her relentless urging, Luo Sifan stood up and still spoke politely:
"Fortune is unpredictable, brother, there's no need to trouble yourself. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!"
Luo Sifan knew that his immortal soul had been reincarnated, so how could an ordinary person see through it? The old Taoist's reaction, on the contrary, made him look at him with more respect and gave him some hope.
"Wait a minute."
The old Taoist priest finally opened his eyes, and with a worried expression, he called out to Luo Sifan:
"I am but a humble scholar, and I have encountered a strange thing today. The lines on your palm are like the tracks and shadows of beasts in the vast mountains and seas. I have exhausted my thoughts, but I can only find some scattered fragments."
"However, if I were to tell you, the young lady beside you should probably not smash up my fortune-telling stall."
The old Taoist priest glanced at Lin Qianxiu sideways and stammered.
Luo Sifan smiled and said:
"My sister is very magnanimous, so please speak frankly, brother."
The old Taoist priest steadied the stall, looked at Luo Sifan, and said, word by word:
"I am not very talented, but I know that you are very lucky in love, especially today! As for the person who answered this question, it is not someone from a past life."
As the old Taoist priest uttered his last words, he glanced at Lin Qianxiu out of the corner of his eye, trembling with fear, lest Lin Qianxiu overturn the stall.