The Fortune Teller watched Jiang Chen draw his sword but wasn't worried, continuing to eat leisurely.
"You're not afraid I'll kill you?"
The Fortune Teller laughed, "If you wanted to kill me, why would you bother drawing your sword?"
"A Demigod wouldn't need to draw a sword to kill me. You're just trying to scare an old man like me. Have Demigods these days become so impatient?"
The Fortune Teller sighed.
Jiang Chen sheathed his sword and smiled, "Interesting. How did you know I am a Demigod?"
"Great Destruction Demigod, your name is known throughout the entire Continent of All-Gods. Your fame has spread across countless realms; both the Alliance of All-Gods and the League of Difiled Gods know of you."
Jiang Chen was astonished. "You know who I am? Even after I changed my identity?"
"Don't forget, I am a Fortune Teller, capable of predicting the future. Naturally, I foresaw your arrival. I am here specifically waiting for you."
"You knew I would come back?"
"Yes."
