Xu Qing often passed by Shuimen Bridge, where there were indeed a few fortune-tellers and medicine sellers working in less conventional ways. But was it really true that their fortune-telling was so accurate?
If so, he would probably have to avoid Shuimen Bridge in the future. After all, it would be troublesome if one of them were to look at him a few times and, with a quick calculation, uncover a dead person.
In the mortuary, the Sutra of Salvation was still flipping pages. After receiving guidance from the Divination Master, the gambler hurried to Cuiyun Building.
The big teapot greeted him with laughter, and the gambler followed him to a quiet loft. After reporting their arrival, they heard a sharp voice from inside.
"If you want to buy our treasure, it's not impossible, but the price—"
"The price is negotiable. How about one hundred and twenty taels?"
