Heavenly Sword Sect

"Sister Xue, what is that old man doing?" Liu Feng asked while pointing at the white-bearded older man holding the weathered stick. The older man sat on the side of the road with his eyes closed like someone meditating.

His clothes look very simple. Even though he was sitting on the side of the road, he was not like a beggar. The air around him seemed to be separated from the crowd there.

Xue Ji, who saw the older man, was immediately attracted. "He must be a fortune teller."

Then she stepped closer to the older man. Liu Feng immediately followed her. The boy was also curious about a fortune teller.

Xue Ji stopped her steps right beside the older man. She smiled. "Old Man, I see you're just sitting here with no intention of attracting customers."

The older man then opened his eyes. He observed Xue Ji for a while before finally saying, "Even though I was just keeping quiet, didn't you still come to see me, Miss?"