Chapter 515

The middle-aged man let out a sigh and then suddenly said apologetically, "Sorry, brother, it's just professional habit, a bit presumptuous of me."

"No problem at all," Yang Fan responded with a smile.

But in his heart, he silently added, Classic fortune-teller's opening.

Fortune-tellers always use such methods to create a strong sense of suspense, holding their clients' attention.

However, this fellow had indeed caught Yang Fan off guard with his preemptive approach.

It wasn't what he said about the hardness of fate or anything like that, but his eyes.

That gaze that seemed to see right through a person, and even connected with Yang Fan's inner Qi within his Dantian, definitely had something to it.

Yet Yang Fan wasn't curious about his fate; he didn't like fortune-telling either.

Fate is better left unclear; even if you knew it, what could you do?