Gu Shenwei would rather believe in the illusory meaning of the "Will of the Divine" than pin his hopes on the fortune teller.
"Don't you want to listen to everything? Immortal Peng said a lot; I've written everything down." Brother Huan had an expression of indifference. Xu Xiaoyi became anxious.
"Next time." Gu Shenwei was not really interested. "Don't go out and wander about these days. Don't ask anyone for any information wherever you go. Stay at home."
"Oh." Xu Xiaoyi jumped off her chair, walking out dejectedly. With a foot out of the door, she turned around and said, "Your sword skills aren't better than his, but you'll win the kill."
This definitely did not sound like something that Xu Xiaoyi can come up with. Immortal Peng might just be a trickster, but he definitely made some sense.