Chapter 5175 — He Knew the Score
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"Although I still haven't found any word of them, I've knocked about Cloud Terrace Island for three years now and made something of a name for myself. Some things, even if unconfirmed, can always be inferred." Wei Zhao sighed. Before Qiu Lingshan and the others he had to force a cheerful face, but before old man Wei there was no need for that at all.
"Yours is inference; mine is divination. Which do you think is more accurate?" Lin Dongfang said with keen interest.
"Divination? What divination?" Wei Zhao was taken aback.
"You don't even know what divination is—you really are an ignorant young fellow," Lin Dongfang said with contempt.
"No, but isn't divination just feudal superstition? You can believe that stuff?" Wei Zhao said in astonishment.
"Who told you divination must be feudal superstition? Calling anything you don't understand feudal superstition—your level isn't exactly low, young man, so can you not be so childish?" Lin Dongfang curled his lip, then explained: "Listen well. Divination is a most wondrous ancient secret art. Though it's hard to say it is a hundred percent accurate every time, if a master performs it in person, its credibility is exceedingly high."
"An ancient secret art? That stuff is real?" Wei Zhao listened with a face full of shock. Divination, that murky and mysterious thing, seemed to ordinary people little different from talk of ghosts and gods; even he had always taken it for the trickery of charlatans hoodwinking old men and women. Yet from what Lin Dongfang meant, it actually existed?
"Remember this: never jump to conclusions about things you have not witnessed with your own eyes. I can tell you plainly that the art of divination does exist—only, the masters in this world who truly command this ancient secret art can be counted on one's fingers," Lin Dongfang said gravely.
"Yes, I'll remember." Wei Zhao nodded solemnly, then asked: "But what does this have to do with Chen Xi and the others? Do you mean a master has divined for them?"
"Correct. From the results of the divination, their lives are not yet in danger, so you may set your mind at ease," Lin Dongfang said with a nod.
"Good, that's good." Only then did Wei Zhao finally breathe a sigh of relief, though he still clicked his tongue in wonder: "By the way, where did you find this master diviner, old sir? Why not introduce me, so I can open my eyes too?"
"You? Meeting such a master depends on fate. The fate has not yet arrived—just wait," Lin Dongfang brushed him off casually, with no sincerity at all. In truth, Wei Zhao had already met this person before.
Wei Zhao had already been convinced, but now he began to mutter doubtfully again: "What fate? This thing isn't something you just made up to toy with me, is it?"
"Believe it or not." Lin Dongfang shot him a glare and urged: "Hurry up and wash the dishes—dawdling about, you're slacking off!"
But before he could finish speaking, Aunt Qing suddenly called out from over there: "Don't think you can slack off either—you two wash the dishes together!"
"Aunt Qing is wise!" Wei Zhao hastily offered a flattering word, then looked with amusement at old man Wei's sullen face. Truly, everything has its vanquisher.
Another five days slipped by in a flash. On this day, Xin Yi'an deliberately halted the undersea mining and once again gathered all the disciples of the Ancient Alliance, including the apprentice disciples. Apart from Lin Dongfang and Aunt Qing, who had returned to West Star Mountain Village to drink water, Wei Zhao and the others were all present as well.