"Fuck, what kind of bullshit fortune-telling is this? It's insane!"@@novelbin@@

Xiao Long's heart pounded wildly, feeling as if his entire being was exposed, like his deepest secrets had been laid bare.

Although Xiao Bai, Huang Mao, Da Hei, and Er Hei knew some of his secrets to varying degrees, it was unbelievable that a bald monk could figure it all out with just a few words.

If Mo Wen was like this, then his master must be even more extraordinary.

Seeing Xiao Long leave, Wang Ming'ao turned to Mo Wen and said with a smile, "Brother Daoist, why don't you read my fortune too?"

"Get lost! This monk is in a bad mood today, I'm done for the day." Mo Wen waved his sleeve and got up to leave.

"Shit!" Wang Ming'ao cursed.

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Inside the core area of Tianshen Academy, in a large conference hall.

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