Fu Lin watched Fu Shi trying so hard to explain and struggled to hold back his laughter. He said, "That actually makes some sense. Say a bit more, and I might just believe you."
"You, you…! How could I possibly lie to you? Alright then, I'll give you a 30% discount. Is that good enough?!"
Fu Shi furrowed her brows, clenched her fists, and glared at Fu Lin, her face flushed with frustration, clearly reaching her limit.
Fu Lin knew when to stop teasing, so he nodded and said, "Since you put it that way, let's do it."
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"Alright! Then let's start now."
Seeing that Fu Lin agreed, Fu Shi's face immediately filled with a smile. She hurriedly pushed the bamboo lot container in front of Fu Lin, afraid that he might suddenly change his mind.
"Here, just draw one from the container and hand it to me."
Fu Lin stroked his chin, examining the bamboo lots in the container. Not noticing anything special, he casually picked one and handed it to Fu Shi.
Fu Shi blinked in confusion at the blank bamboo lot, then looked up at Fu Lin, who was watching her. She silently placed the lot on the table.
Then, she put on a surprised expression and exclaimed, "Ah! Customer, your fate in the parallel world is truly beyond words!"
Hearing Fu Shi's words, Fu Lin became interested. He straightened his posture, sitting up properly, and asked, "Oh~? How is it beyond words?"
Fu Shi rolled her eyes at Fu Lin. If it's beyond words, why is he still asking? Truly lacking tact.
However, with so many people watching, she couldn't just say it outright—otherwise, her fortune-telling stall would be done for.
So, she threw the bamboo lot back into the container, shook it a few times, and placed it in front of Fu Lin again. She spread her hands and seriously made things up,
"Ahem, the secrets of fate cannot be revealed so quickly! At the very least, you need to draw a few more times. That way, the results will be more accurate."
In reality, Fu Shi didn't need to be so professional, because the female Valkyries came here for her and Black Kite and to admire their cuteness. They didn't care about the fortune-telling process or results.
After all, who would actually believe the words of a little child? They were just playing along because they were charmed by Fu Shi's adorable appearance (evil grin).
Fu Lin nodded with half-understanding, his deep gaze fixed seriously on the bamboo lots, unsure which one to pick.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to follow his instincts and chose a lot that felt right, handing it to Fu Shi.
"Hmm, it seems you took this one seriously this time. Let me see... uh..."
Fu Shi took the bamboo lot from Fu Lin and, curious about the result he had struggled to pick, moved her thumb away—only to see another blank lot.
Her eyes widened instantly. Annoyed, she threw the bamboo lot into the bushes, where it disappeared without a trace.
Fu Lin's heart skipped a beat. "Uh... I didn't just draw a terribly ominous lot, did I?"
"Yes, that's exactly right!" Fu Shi's eyes darted around as she wiped away nonexistent sweat from her forehead. "But don't worry, I've already helped the parallel-world you resolve it."
"I see! By throwing the lot away, it symbolizes that the ominous fate is also leaving my parallel-world self. As expected of a master! Thank you, master!"
Fu Lin's reaction made Fu Shi a little embarrassed. She quickly interrupted before he could continue and handed the shuffled bamboo container back to him.
Even though she threw out a blank lot, who said there was only one blank lot in the container?
Looking at the bamboo lot in her hand, Fu Shi suddenly started doubting life. She really wanted to pack up and go home. But seeing Fu Lin in front of her, she silently convinced herself to stay calm and endure.
"Master, what about this lot? Say something!"
Hearing Fu Lin's words, Fu Shi clenched the bamboo lot tightly. If she hadn't overheard his inner thoughts, she would have suspected he was doing this on purpose.
With a snap, the bamboo lot in Fu Shi's hand broke in half. She looked at it with a calm expression and said,
"Tsk, so it's this one? Feels a bit... never mind, forget I said anything."
Fu Lin, "Wait, what...?"
"Next! The fourth draw."
As two blank lots were either thrown or broken, the results started to seem normal. But whether they were accurate or not—well, that was another question (dog-head emoji).
"Hiss... this one... ahem, I didn't say anything."
Fifth draw...
"Sigh, this one might... no, I didn't mean anything, let's talk about it later."
Sixth draw...
"Didn't expect this result... never mind, forget I said anything."
As the sixth draw ended, Fu Lin watched Fu Shi frowning the whole time, looking extremely serious. He couldn't help swallowing nervously, starting to doubt life.
His voice trembled as he asked, "I shouldn't... probably... maybe not be this unlucky, right? There's no way they're all bad omens..."
"Sigh, so that's what you think? This result... I need to think of a way."
A sly glint flashed in Fu Shi's eyes as she sighed and put on a troubled expression, muttering to herself.
Fu Lin was getting too immersed, his pupils trembling slightly. Unable to sit still, he pressed both hands on the table and questioned, "It's not really as bad as I think... is it?"
"Tsk tsk, looks like you're mentally prepared. Then I'll say it straight—if fate follows this path, you're likely doomed. You'll have to live every day on edge, constantly watching your back..."
Fu Shi shook her head solemnly, her tone carrying a hint of regret, yet also a sliver of hope. She continued, "Sigh, is there no choice but to use that method?"