Lawrence Winters tugged at the corner of his mouth, thinking how could it possibly be settled like that?
She knew the old Daoist was teasing her and laughed, "Alright then, I'll just offer up these twenty million and see if they continue to appreciate in the future!"
Gabrielle Winters stared at the lotus seal, feeling it was somewhat familiar, like the one she had many years ago.
Back then, to make ends meet, she took the only valuable item she had – this lotus seal – and exchanged it for a hundred-odd bucks with a shabby old fortune-telling Daoist on the street, just managing to hold out until Nick Zeller returned home from his business trip abroad...
Gabrielle squinted her eyes at the old Daoist sitting opposite her.
All these years, she never connected the shabby old Daoist often chased down the street with the celestial sage before her, always putting on the airs of "immortal grace and worldly wisdom".
"...Immortal sage, was it you back then?" she tentatively asked.
