While Zhou Fan was holding Chen Yao and standing on the mountaintop, looking at the gate ahead, he suddenly sensed something and glanced to his left. To his surprise, there was an old fortune teller stroking his goatee with one hand, smiling at him!
Zhou Fan took a closer look but couldn't detect any fluctuations of Inner Strength from the man. He seemed to be just an ordinary fortune teller. However, now that Zhou Fan had officially entered the Void Stepping Realm, his sharp intuition told him this man was anything but ordinary.
"Little Yaoyao, why don't we ask this fortune teller how many kids we'll have in the future?" A mischievous smile played on Zhou Fan's lips. He gave Chen Yao a light pat on the bottom, set her down, and took her hand, leading her toward the fortune teller.
