The saying goes that the longer one is in the Feng Shui Divination Circle, the more knowledge they acquire.
But this is not absolute.
Last year, Sikong Shan happened to be in the imperial capital and was fortunate enough to witness Ying Zijin decimate the Great Elder of the Xie Family in one stroke.
He could naturally see that Ying Zijin was also an ancient martial artist.
However, the Feng Shui formation technique set by the Great Elder of the Xie Family, which forcefully drew in others’ fortunes, could only be broken by a diviner.
He considered himself inferior to the Xie Family’s Great Elder, yet the Great Elder was so effortlessly killed by Ying Zijin.
Who could compare to that?
If Luo Xiu wasn’t trying to flatter him to death, then he was just a fool.
The more Sikong Shan thought about it, the angrier he became.
Luo Xiu was extremely puzzled, "Master Sikong, what are you talking about? Where is there another master here?"
This was the last straw for Sikong Shan.
He strode forward and smacked Luo Xiu on the head, then tugged at Luo Xiu’s ear, angrily scolding, "Can’t you see? Master Ying is standing right in front of you. Are you blind?"
"Master Ying slays giant serpents, destroys evildoers—such feats, I tell you, no one in our Hua Country Divination World can surpass Master Ying!"
Having finished, Sikong Shan looked up again, "Master Ying, those diviners over in Luonan don’t recognize you; it’s truly their lack of insight. Please do not mind them."
"I won’t." Ying Zijin, one hand in her pocket, her gaze placid, "They’re just strangers."
"Exactly, my master would not care about them. They’re not worthy of my master making a move." Di Wu Yue placed her hands on her hips and snorted, "But you, Grandfather Sikong, you bully me, I’m going to tell on you."
Sikong Shan: "..."
Truly a little devil.
Sikong Shan was at his wit’s end, "Then tell me, how should I apologize?"
"I heard that the Sikong Family has a pure gold scepter." Di Wu Yue thought for a moment, "My birthday is coming soon, so how about you give it to me, Grandfather Sikong."
"..."
He knew it.
Sikong Shan was extremely distressed, "Alright, alright, once we return to the imperial capital, I’ll have someone deliver it to the Di Wu Family."
He suddenly remembered something and abruptly asked, "By the way, girl, do you have a boyfriend? If not, would you consider my grandson?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin raised her eyelashes.
As the three chatted away, Luo Xiu was engulfed by overwhelming panic and fear.
It was as if a giant hammer had struck him, his vision went dark, his mind went blank, and his ears buzzed.
What did Sikong Shan call Ying Zijin?
Master Ying?!
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