"Tell your fortune?"
Jordan stared at Salvatore, who had been his subordinate for the past two years.
Was there anyone more familiar with Salvatore than Jordan?
"Sure."
Jordan was filled with confidence and gladly accepted.
Even if Jordan didn't have the Deity ability to predict the future, it would be easy for him to read Salvatore's fortune. He could tell his fortune even with his eyes closed.
Salvatore never believed in fortune-telling. In his opinion, a person's social status was a reflection of his abilities.
If a person read fortunes under a bridge and lived a poor life, how could he be a master? If he really had the ability, wouldn't he have bought a house long ago? Would he have come out to suffer like this?
Salvatore wanted to take revenge on Jordan. "I'm warning you. If you read my fortune wrongly, I'll teach you a lesson!"
