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In her young age, barely in her twenties, she could predict with uncanny accuracy, each divination a masterpiece of divine insight.

Chapter 91

As the weather gradually warmed up, the dark sky brightened, and a golden ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting its glow upon the bay. With the ebb and flow of the tides, the streets by the bay slowly came to life.

Hong Kong was greeting yet another brand new day.

" creeeeak."

A soft creak echoed.

The iron gate downstairs was pushed open by a fair-skinned girl with half-closed eyes.

Chu Yuening held a brown paper bag in her right hand, stifling a yawn as her lustrous, lychee-shaped eyes glistened with a hint of moisture.

She had returned home much too late last night, leaving her far from well-rested.

Raising her hand, she pounded her head lightly, hoping to dispel the lingering fog of sleepiness.

A timely growl of emptiness echoed from her stomach. Rubbing her belly, she left the residential area and found a small eatery selling Cantonese rice noodle rolls at the entrance.

The proprietors were a couple; the wife tended to the steaming while the husband, donning an apron and a red-checkered cloth, busied himself with cleaning the tables.

Occupying less than ten square meters, all the tables were placed outside, with the quaint wooden quadrangular tables by the door brimming with neighborhood regulars, creating a lively atmosphere early in the morning.

Neighbors engaged in animated discussions.

"Did you catch the Miss Hong Kong finale last night?"

"A mainland girl took home the crown! She's from Nanjing, and she's truly stunning."

"It's rare for a mainland contestant to win in previous Miss Hong Kong pageants. This year broke the precedent."

In just one night, numerous media reports about Chu Yuening had circulated. Many Hong Kong residents now knew of the Temple Street fortune teller.

Some neighbors even dug up articles from a few months ago that predicted Lu Qing's victory.

Back then, many had dismissed Chu Yuening's claims as bragging. How could anyone boldly predict the winner before the competition even began?

And now, not only did she participate, but she actually won the championship!

"Has anything like this ever happened before?" A big brother carrying a plate of rice rolls sat down at one of the wooden tables, pulling out a pair of chopsticks from the holder. "If it weren't for the Temple Street Oracle, that mainland girl would have flopped!"

"Brother A'Xin, what does that mean?" an elderly man at the same table asked, confused.

"I know," the grandma at the neighboring table turned her head to answer. "Maybe you haven't read the newspapers – the Temple Street Oracle predicted months ago that the mainland girl could win the championship."

Everyone let out a collective "wow" upon hearing this.

A'Xin picked up a plump and tender piece of rice roll with his chopsticks, savoring it as he nodded in approval. He then turned to praise the owner. "Ah Ming, your skills are truly unparalleled."

Ah Ming had just finished cleaning the table, dumping the remaining scraps into the trash. He smiled. "Brother A'Xin's compliments are music to my ears. I'll give you another serving for free."

"Ah, no need to be so polite," A'Xin waved his chopsticks. "One plate is enough, I also bought a steamed pork bun. Eating too much would make me feel sick."

Chu Yuening entered, clutching a leather bag.

The lady boss, wearing a mask, scraped the rice rolls off the iron plate and placed them into a bowl.

Scanning the menu, she said, "Please bring me a lean pork and corn rice noodle roll, and an extra egg."

After ordering, she turned around, clutching the leather bag that was filled with her newly drawn low-level talismans. A few mischievous ones threatened to fly out as she moved.

Suppressing the talismans with a raised hand, Chu Yuening had just seated herself when she heard A'Xin start up again not far away.

"My younger brother works at TVB. He came back last night and said that actually, the top three positions have already been predetermined, and there's no chance for mainland girls. In fact, one of the TVB executives even showed up on-site to question the master about how, within an hour, he plans to make sure a mainland girl wins."

"And guess what happened?"

The locals lost their appetite for rice noodle rolls.

They were only aware of the master's prediction a few months ago that Lu Qing would win if she entered the Miss Hong Kong pageant, but they were unaware of any other backstage details.

Prompted by the neighbors' eagerness, A'Xin didn't intend to keep them in suspense. He put down his chopsticks.

With a loud slap, A'Xin exclaimed, "The executive got arrested by the police!"

"So it turns out that this high-ranking figure is ruthless and callous, not only murdering her own husband but others as well. She's a veritable killing maniac."

Everyone was utterly stunned.

Whispers filled the air.

"See how it ends when you offend a master like that?"

A'Xin had long been a follower of Li Huiwen's column, deeply engrossed in the fortune-telling stories it featured. The only regret was that he had to work at sea for months on end, leaving him no time to visit the temple street for a fortune-telling session.

Chu Yuening was seated nearby.

The owner delivered the cheong fun and took the opportunity to introduce, "There's homemade chili sauce and aged Shansi vinegar on the table. Help yourselves to whatever you like."

"Okay, thank you." The girl replied with a warm smile, her eyes crinkling.

It was this gentle voice that caught A'Xin's attention as he observed the girl quietly eating her food.

The girl was dressed in a navy blue jumpsuit, sitting with her side facing them. When she picked up her chopsticks, a glimpse of her fair wrist was revealed. Amidst the hustle and bustle, an unusual tranquility seemed to surround her.

His demeanor exuded an effortless grace.

The more A'Xin looked, the more familiar he found the man to be, suspecting him to be a star from TVB or ATV. He considered going over to greet him but was tapped on the shoulder by the uncle behind him.

"Ah Xin, continue sharing with us about Master Divine Calculator," the uncle prompted.

Granny chimed in, "You have no idea how popular he is now. He's so astute and insightful. I really wish I could witness his abilities in person."

"Exactly, I have a friend who works at Daxi News. I heard one of their journalists used to write a column about the master. This morning, they sold three thousand copies, breaking their publication's record."

"Really? That impressive?"

"Yes, indeed."

"Alright!" A'Xin turned back and picked up his chopsticks, smiling as he continued, "Since you all want to hear, I'll share a few instances of Master's fortune-telling."