Chapter 766
Raindrops hit the umbrella and scattered in all directions. A gust of wind came by, spraying broken droplets on Cheng Dalei's face. His face remained expressionless.
"Is your calculation accurate?"
"Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't." Zhang Tianci chuckled: "However, I used seven algorithms and divined thirteen hexagrams. Each one predicts Chief Cheng's death, at least one of them must be right."
"Makes sense." Cheng Dalei nodded, looking at the hoe in Zhang Tianci's hand: "As the Little Master of the Jade Emperor Taoist Temple, you should not be dealing with farming and hoeing, especially in today's rain. Why?"
