Ye Xiaofei felt that the old man's presence was incredibly vibrant, with a sense of being in the prime of life, showing no signs of decline. He seemed as if he were in his thirties or forties, and not at all like an elder nearing seventy.
This was no simple feat!
His body even showed signs of rejuvenating, this old man was definitely extraordinary.
Today's luck is really good, to encounter a master while out for fun. Since he had met a sage, why not have his fortune told? Perhaps this elder was a Taoist, maybe he could seize this opportunity to seek some advice.
Realizing this, Ye Xiaofei grabbed Xu Hu who was stuck in limbo, neither sitting nor leaving, and pressed him down on a chair, signaling for the fortune-telling to begin.
Although Xu Hu didn't understand, he resignedly sat down and extended his left hand.
The clear-eyed elder stared deeply at Ye Xiaofei, then put his sunglasses back on, took Xu Hu's hand, examined it, and said nothing. His expression turned even colder.
