"Although I'm not a big shot, I've been sent from above to oversee this competition," Song Yun said with a smile.
"Ah, but that makes you a big shot! Seeing 'Special Envoy' written on your badge really carries an air of authority. This humble Taoist knows a bit of the mysterious and divinatory arts. Would you like me to tell your fortune?" Old Luo said with a grin, his gaze on Song Yun like a fox eyeing a roasted chicken.
Seeing the puzzled look on Song Yun's face, Wang Ba stepped forward and whispered to him, "This participant arrived a few days early, but I still need to take good care of him."
After observing him for a long time and finally confirming that he was indeed a participant, Song Yun said, "You should go and rest for now to save your strength for the competition in a few days. As for the things you might want to calculate, you wouldn't be able to."
