Urban Banished Immortal-Chapter 237 - The Number One Divination Master in

As Martial Artists, their primary focus is training. Wealth is essentially inconsequential to them.

“Alright, then let them know and bring them over. I don’t mind if their Martial Arts skills are a bit lacking, as long as they are good people,” Mo Huasong said.

“Sir, can I call them to come to Capital City today?” carefully asked one of the bodyguards.

They feared Mo Huasong would change his mind about needing female bodyguards, turning their excitement to disappointment.

However, if the other female Martial Artists came instantly, they would have immediate access to Mo Huasong’s powerful elixirs.

“Yes, let them come. I’ll help them attain the Innate level as soon as possible,” Mo Huasong consented.

The bodyguard hurriedly slipped away to make a phone call, while Mu Fanxuan looked on in disbelief.

These sophisticated female bodyguards were so easily excited and willing to serve Mo Huasong for free.

Mu Le, who had stepped aside to make a phone call earlier, returned: “Mr. Mo, everything has been arranged. You can stay at the hotel now, food and drinks are ready for you. Just show up and dine.”

“Ok, let’s go on,” Mo Huasong replied.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a five-star hotel.

Mu Le booked two presidential suites, one for Wu Yuzhen and the female bodyguards, and another for Mo Huasong and Mu Fanxuan.

As soon as they checked in, hotel staff brought a variety of food to the small dining area in the suite.

Feeling hungry, they all began to eat.

After the meal, Mo Huasong wanted to rest in his room until Mu Fanxuan halted him. “Can you accompany me to buy some clothes downstairs?”

“No, I need to rest,” Mo Huasong declined mildly, given he hadn’t slept well since last night.

“Hmph, never mind then. I’ll go alone. If I run into trouble, I’ll shout for help,” Mu Fanxuan got up, seeming annoyed.

On hearing this, Mo Huasong quickly replied, “On second thought, sleeping immediately after eating isn’t good. I need a walk.”

“Let’s go then,” Mu Fanxuan smiled triumphantly.

This man just can’t let go of his pride, and luckily, I know how to handle you.

The hotel’s first floor had many shops. When they entered, they spotted several clothing stores.

Just as they reached the ground floor, Mo Huasong noticed a stall outside a shop. It had a red cloth on which was written: “Number one fortune-teller in the realm.”

An average-height, slim man, around forty, was casually seated by the side wearing huge sunglasses.

“Wow, a fortune-teller?” Mu Fanxuan was fascinated. “And a master-seer at that.”

In all honesty, she mentioned buying clothes only as a pretext to have Mo Huasong’s company.

Whether they shopped for clothes or just took a stroll was entirely up to her.

“Master-seer? More like a fraudster out to trick people,” Mo Huasong dismissed the thought with a scoff.

The slim man seemed to have good ears. He turned to Mo Huasong with a smile. “Sir, you may not believe me, but don’t you believe in fate? I see a halo on your face. You’re destined for wealth and honor in this life.”

“He seems to be onto something,” Mu Fanxuan said, marveling, “he guessed right that you’re wealthy.”

Apart from the rest, Mo Huasong was a Crown Prince to Songhua Group which is worth billions, thus destined for unending luxuries and wealth.

“Of course, any customer who can afford to live in a five-star hotel won’t be poor,” Mo Huasong replied dismissively.

He thought she was so naive to be easily tricked.

The slim man, seeing Mo Huasong’s disbelief, abruptly stood up. “Sir, I don’t boast, but in fortune-telling, if I’m second to none. You’re not a local, arrived here today and likely faced some troubles.”

Mu Fanxuan widened her eyes in surprise: “Wow, Mr. Fat Dragon, you’re really impressive.”

Mo Huasong just came from Zhanshai City to Capital City today, and given the situation at the Wu’s, he’s indeed in trouble.

“Fat Dragon?” Mo Huasong chuckled.

With his height of just 1.5 meters and thin frame, he looked more like a worm than a dragon.

Hearing the praise, Fat Dragon raised his head high and replied with a self-satisfied smile, “Pretty lady, how could I be in this business if I’m not up to the mark? How could I proudly proclaim myself as ‘the number one master-seer’? How about this? Let me tell your fortune. If I’m accurate, you can reward me. If not, feel free to leave.”

“Deal. If you’re right, I’ll reward you,” Mu Fanxuan agreed.

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Fat Dragon studied Mu Fanxuan’s face very carefully for a while, then spoke, “You too, are destined for great wealth and honor. But this year, you’ll face some tribulations. If you can overcome them, things will smooth out significantly afterward.”

“Trouble this year?” Mu Fanxuan gasped, her eyes filled with admiration. “Mr. Fat Dragon, you’re right. I faced a significant issue and almost had a crisis.”

Mu Fanxuan recalled how Mu Duan had plotted to seize power and if it hadn’t been for Mo Huasong’s assistance, the Mu Group would’ve been snatched away.

Ever since she re-took control of the Mu Group, things had been sailing smoothly.

The Mu Group was now thriving, much stronger than before. Especially with support from the Songhua Group, they’re prospering.

They were in Capital City to negotiate a mega-project. If it goes to plan, they could profit by ten billion.

“Hehehe, pretty lady, a geomancer can probably fool you for a decade, but not me, the master-seer. We’ve never met before! If I’m not gifted, how could I tell your past?” Fat Dragon’s thin face revealed an even more satisfied smile.