Chapter 281: Willow Fairy

Divining fortunes, if you ask, "What am I thinking right now?" or "What will I do next?" it's purely looking for trouble because it's like getting a check-up at the hospital: you can only detect something if there's an ailment; nothing shows up if there's no issue.

Besides, He Fang didn't understand this stuff.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, then He Fang pursed her lips, "This can't be divined."

"How come it can't be divined?" Qin Guanglin objected, stretching out his hand and demanding, "Come on, divine it for me, is it about reading palms?"

"...You will go to work tomorrow, you will paint, and you will talk with your colleagues."

He Fang turned around irritably to go cook, "Do you even need to ask?"

"..."

Qin Guanglin scratched his chin and found nothing to counter with.

Could there really be immortals in the world?

And he just happened to have encountered one?

This is... bullshit.

He sighed and lay down on the bed, his mind in a mess.