It was already dark, and a light rain was falling.
Suzhou was a metropolis, yet the streets outside were devoid of life.
Similarly, the atmosphere inside Master Zhu's fortune-telling shop was particularly tense.
When Master Zhu angrily declared that Fang Yi had given him "information about a dead person,"
Xiao Li, who was sweeping the floor, shuddered and then abruptly looked at the composed young man sitting there.
Fang Yi, on the other hand, remained calm, but inwardly he was slightly impressed by Master Zhu's genuine talent.
Since cultivating his Golden Core and severing his connection with the universe, he was indeed not a "living person."
At least in terms of destiny, he wasn't a "living person."
But from a biological perspective, he was still a lively, energetic person.
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