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Isn't this setting a trap specifically for Chu Yuening?

Fortune-telling isn't bound by strict rules and regulations; by laying out every clause beforehand, Mu Rongshan risks being immediately proven wrong if Chu Yuening doesn't meet them.

He sought to intercept Mu Rongshan.

Mu Rongshan's eyes narrowed slightly, his tone cold as he remarked, "Is that so? A customer pays ten thousand dollars and yet is not even entitled to know what they're paying for?"

"Master Murong, actually, the show didn't..." Yu Jiqing tried to explain, feeling that they had gone too far as he watched Chu Yuening being put on the spot.

Just as he was about to persist in his objection, a faint voice sounded from beside him.

"No need, let him continue,"

Chu Yuening didn't glance in Mu Rongshan's direction, instead lifting her hand to take up the teacup and sip at the tea within.

When had Mu Rongshan ever been so disregarded? He sneered and said, "Ah Cong, explain it to them!"

He was truly intrigued to see if Chu Yuening would still be able to maintain her composure later on.

"Yes," replied the male disciple, who was around Chu Yuening's age. Clad in a blue Taoist robe similar to Mu Rongshan's, he held a talisman sword horizontally, his gaze betraying a fleeting hint of both admiration and disdain as it fell upon the girl's face.

A girl around his age could be the heir of the Celestial Master's Sect?

Ah, more and more like a swindler.

"Miss Chu," Zhuo Cong did not address her as Master. In his view, only someone on the same level as his own teacher deserved such an honorific title.

"In Hong Kong, the cost of fortune-telling varies. It's widely known that geomancers bear the burden of heaven's will; the more accurate their predictions, the greater the karmic backlash they incur, and the higher their fees."

"Fortune-telling is referred to as peering into the mysteries of heaven. Masters can discern a client's past experiences and glimpse their future destiny, thereby assisting them in avoiding calamities."

"Determining whether a fortune-telling session worth ten thousand yuan is justifiable is actually quite straightforward."

The more Zhuo Congyue spoke, the prouder he became. He embraced his sword with one hand and gestured a three. "Three points: at least two of the past events must be accurate, one of the current events must be spot on, and as for the future, I need to predict something that will come true in the next four years."

Finally.

He even laughed and said, "Miss Chu, all three masters present here can accomplish these points. I hope you can do the same in front of this audience."

Mu Rongshan assumed that by laying out the terms clearly, Chu Yuening would be frightened into leaving.

Who could have anticipated this?

The girl lifted her teacup, raising an eyebrow nonchalantly. "Is that all?"

Mu Rongshan hesitated for a moment, "All the terms have been made clear."

"Oh," Chu Yuening responded faintly, setting the teacup down once more. "Speak your piece and then be quiet; don't disrupt my fortune-telling."

Mu Rongshan's anger seemed as if it were about to burst forth from his eyes.

In Hong Kong, he held a prominent status and position, always being treated with utmost respect by juniors whenever he ventured out. When had he ever encountered someone as audacious as Chu Yuening?

"Very well! I'm eager to see how your calculation unfolds!"

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Everyone present, along with the cameras, turned their focus onto Chu Yuening.

Xu Yougong couldn't help but feel anxious for his fellow townsman, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Chu Yuening, however, maintained her composure, barely registering these matters as she faintly smiled, "Are you certain you wish to proceed with the calculation?"

Xu Yougong slammed the table with a robust voice, "Absolutely! It must be calculated! A life worth ten thousand is not beyond calculation!"

After saying that, he added in a low voice, "Master Chu Da, feel free to calculate whatever you need. I will wholeheartedly cooperate with you; we continentals must not show any sign of weakness to them!"

Chu Yuening was taken aback.

It was the first time she had encountered a matchmaker requesting a collaborative performance. She found it amusing and, extending her hand, she said, "Very well, please give me your birthdate and time."

Xu Yougong responded with great enthusiasm, promptly reciting a string of his birth date while sitting upright, his expression grave as if he were about to march into battle.

Resolving to reveal every detail later, no matter what.

He had to uphold the dignity for the mainlanders!

Soon, the fortune-telling began.

Chu Yuening took the eight characters in hand, pinched them thoughtfully, and spoke with a composed tone, "Your birth chart shows a strong self-element and an equally potent seven killings. This indicates a rash personality, one prone to taking the wrong path. Fortunately, your robust self-element restrains the seven killings, suggesting that your work effectively curbs your temperament. Your profession must be related to combat or struggle, isn't it?"

Xu Yougong listened, his eyes lighting up with great admiration as he secretly gave Chu Yuening a mental thumbs up.

How perceptive she is! He's wearing such a large martial arts outfit—what else could he be here for but to practice boxing?

"Exactly, Master is absolutely right. I run a boxing gym in Mong Kok, and I do have a fiery temperament. Without channeling my emotions through daily boxing sessions, I might just lose control and roam the streets in a fit of rage."

Following Xu Yougong's remark, the gathered crowd of onlookers burst into laughter.

Chu Yuening continued her calculations.

"You have metal overcoming wood in your elemental balance, indicating a lack of familial bonds. In the next three months, you'll face a significant challenge; a severe illness that will leave you an orphan. However, misfortune will turn to good fortune when a kind-hearted person takes you in."

"Right, right, the master's calculation is accurate," said Xu Yougong, not really listening but agreeing nonetheless.

The brain registers a second behind the mouth's action.

The previously lowered head suddenly shot up.

Xu Yougong's eyes were filled with astonishment. "Wow, Master, you're really good at this fortune-telling stuff?"

She... How could she have actually predicted it correctly?

"Indeed, I don't have biological parents. The one who adopted me is my master, also a martial arts instructor. I've been learning martial arts from my master since I was young."

Chu Yuening flashed a subtle smile and proceeded with her calculations.

"A person with a strong self-element and powerful seventh killing often has an incredibly resilient character. Actually, this could be seen in you since your childhood."

Xu Yougong was taken aback, "Master, can you even divine events from my childhood?"

Chu Yuening smiled and said, "Of course."

"You started practicing horse stance at the age of two, putting tremendous effort into your training. While other apprentices would rest after half an hour, you, at such a young age, insisted on holding the stance for a full hour."