Xiao Feng returned for the umpteenth time to the tree he'd marked.
However, this time, something was a little different.
There sat a white-haired man, eyes covered with bandages, under the tree looking very mysterious.
As if hearing someone approaching, the white-haired man quickly pulled out a board with words written on it.
Xiao Feng looked at it suspiciously as he stepped forward, "Odd jobs, errands, cargo moving..."
"Oops, wrong side, wrong side, not this one." Yun Chi quickly flipped the board over.
On the other side, it read: "Bone reading, fortune telling, Feng Shui, problem solving, fair prices, no deception, guaranteed results."
"Your martial uncle... sure knows how to play around."
In the shadows, Chen Muxue glanced strangely at Cen Lizhui.
The Immortal Sect truly is... full of hidden talents.
Where's the promised immortal demeanor and grandeur!
Cen Lizhui coughed lightly and turned away: "I'm actually not very familiar with my martial uncle."
