Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!-Chapter 728: The Master’s Prediction: The Holy Grail Reversed, Represents ’No’?
The desperate Fang Yumei was dragged down the stairs by Nangong Mo’s subordinate.
Her body bumped along the staircase steps, bumping, bumping, and gradually lost consciousness...
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In the VIP suite.
The crowd was still shocked by Bao Gucheng’s indifference and lack of compassion.
Bao Gucheng’s gaze had already turned to the little old man on the couch: "From abroad?"
The little old man’s body was hidden in the dark, his eyes flashed with a glint of light, and he spoke in not-so-fluent Empire language: "We who inherit the Tarot Technique, do not discriminate between borders. Frankly speaking, the thing you are looking for is absolutely impossible to find, don’t waste your efforts."
A stack of Tarot Cards had somehow appeared on the coffee table in front of the little old man, with one card turned over in the middle, the face of the card was the inverted Holy Grail.
The meaning of inverted is "no," that is, unable to be found.
Bao Gucheng sneered coldly: "I thought you had some ability, but it turns out to be just a trick of the streets. Nothing disappears without a reason in this world, nor is there any evil technique that can completely deceive everyone. How can you be so sure it can’t be found! I don’t believe this nonsense of yours!"
Who was Bao Gucheng?
A man of iron and blood who fought his way out of a path of blood.
He believed in man overcoming fate, not succumbing to it.
I thought the old man, with his Tarot magic, might at least predict the location of the lost remains, but unexpectedly, the old man flatly dismissed the possibility!
Naturally, Bao Gucheng was full of displeasure.
Immediately, a subordinate of Nangong Mo explained: "Mr. Bo, Master Fei Ji is a national treasure from Country T, here for a friendly exchange with the Empire, and he normally charges hundreds of thousands for a reading. Tonight, he made a free prediction for you, and yet you aren’t grateful, but..."
Bao Gucheng interrupted coldly: "This kind of prediction, I’ll give you a dozen for free! Everyone will die, won’t they?"
Uh...
The crowd was choked.
Everyone dies, Mr. Bo was just taunting them.
Across, Nangong Mo, as if nothing had happened, and as if he hadn’t cut Fang Yumei’s arm just now, suddenly lifted his lips with interest and said: "Not necessarily. I haven’t died."
In the dim light, Bao Gucheng glanced at him and sneered: "Are you an immortal tortoise? You won’t die?" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
Nangong Mo unusually curled his lips, revealing an indescribable smile: "What’s a thousand years? Wanting to live forever isn’t hard. What’s difficult is to live together with the person you want."
Somehow, Bao Gucheng, who always had no patience listening to Nangong Mo and couldn’t help but retort immediately each time, found this moment of Nangong Mo’s musing strangely resonant.
The little woman seemed to have said something similar.
What’s the point of living alone for endless, countless years?
Empathetically thinking about it, those years of loneliness would just be tasteless.
Unless there’s someone you care about accompanying, the years won’t feel tedious and long.
Didn’t expect even someone like Nangong Mo can occasionally say something decent.
After a few seconds of silence.
Bao Gucheng suddenly stood up: "This level of Tarot card isn’t qualified to divine my lost item."
The superpower user he was searching for should at least reliably point the direction, or unconsciously reveal some clues of involvement in the theft of remains.
And this so-called "Fei Ji" master had truly disappointed him.
Nangong Mo watched his departing figure, his gaze dark and heavy, then suddenly turned to Fei Ji: "The divination you just gave him for free, was it true?"
