"Talk? What could there possibly be for us to talk about?" Lu Qingqing snapped.
"Don't be so absolute. We really do have things to talk about. You're bored anyway, and talking won't cost you anything. We can have a nice chat and improve our relationship. Maybe I'll even give you something extra for lunch."
"I don't need your charity, and I certainly won't eat your food!"
"If a woman is too fierce, no one will want her. You should really fix that rotten temper of yours."
Fan Lang pulled over a chair and sat down at an unhurried pace.
Lu Qingqing snorted coldly and turned her head away, unwilling to spare Fan Lang another glance.
Fan Lang had made a fool of himself, yet he continued speaking on his own. "Actually, I'm a diviner. After seeing you, I borrowed your presence to glimpse the secrets of heaven and foresaw certain things that will happen in the future. Out of goodwill, I wanted to warn you. That's why I came to talk to you."
"What utter nonsense. I won't believe a word you say," Lu Qingqing said coldly.
On God Vast Star, there were only twelve secondary professions: the Six Masters Six Houses.
In the vast universe, secondary professions had expanded into a far more diverse array, including brewers, diviners, musicians, sculptors, and many more.
Among them, diviners could divine fate, glimpse the secrets of heaven, and foresee events that would happen in the future.
Diviners varied greatly in skill. Most could see only a vague future, and some were outright swindlers. Only a select few could truly see through the word fate.
Although Fan Lang was not a diviner, he knew many things that would happen in the future, making him even more capable than one.
Naturally, he had his