Chapter 1225 Strange Illness
The servant’s confident demeanor didn’t seem like a lie, and the steward was half doubting, half believing, as he turned his head, eyes slightly narrowed, carefully scrutinizing the small-statured wandering fortune-teller before him...
He was dressed in a blue long robe, and his sallow face was full of fine wrinkles, with a long white beard on his chin. The whole person looked utterly ordinary, difficult to spot if cast among a crowd.
"You really can tell fortunes?"
"Of course, people in the itinerant world were kind enough to give this old man a nickname~~ Divine Calculator."
"What? You’re the Divine Calculator?" The steward’s eyes widened in disbelief.
"What? Could it be that you’ve heard of this old man’s name as well?"
"Renowned, renowned, my eyes failed to recognize the master." The steward quickly replied, he was surprised that the Divine Calculator not only appeared plain but dressed so ordinarily.
In the past six months, a name of Divine Calculator suddenly rose among the itinerant world, becoming famous in Moli Country. From common folk to Imperial Appointed Officials, they had long admired him.
Suddenly, as if recalling something, the steward hurriedly asked, "Master, you said the evil spirit is too strong and the Prince’s family is in trouble, is it true?"
"Of course, lives are at stake, how would this old man dare to speak carelessly?"