Xuan Tianji stroked his silver-white beard, his face full of mystery, and pinched his fingers, saying, "As your master, I'm versed in astronomy above and geography below, skilled in the art of Qimen Dunjia, and can discern all matters of this world with a single calculation."
Chen Nan was stunned for a moment, "You can calculate even this?"
Seeing Chen Nan's surprised expression, the old man became even more proud, "Of course! I just told you, there isn't anything your master cannot calculate."
"Since you're so good at calculating, then did you already know that Yiyi was at Fire Qilin Mountain?" Chen Nan's face was full of indignation as he shouted, "Why didn't you tell me from the start!? I've been searching for so long, what kind of master does this make you?"
The old man sighed, "My child, you are my disciple, how could I harm you? You must believe in your master."
"Believe my ass!"
