Katie's father considered himself an extremely cautious man.
Early the next morning, he first appeared at the merchant guild, reviewed the accounts, gave instructions regarding his itinerary, and then arranged to have lunch with the president of another merchant guild. After lunch, he took a carriage to his residence on the western side of Silver City. After switching between three carriages, four sets of clothes, and five hideouts, Katie's father, now "fully armed," finally followed a filthy, stench-filled sewer to the meeting place.
"Ah, Lord White Face."
Seeing Katie's father enter the meeting site, another Cultist wearing a black-faced mask chuckled softly.
"Greetings, Lord Black Face."
Hearing his colleague's greeting, Katie's father frowned, though with his white mask on, no one could see his expression.
However, Black Face clearly had no intention of stopping there. He let out two eerie chuckles and looked at Katie's father again.
"I heard that your merchant guild's business hasn't been going very smoothly lately. That is truly rare..."
"Mind your words."
Katie's father's expression immediately darkened at that.
He was a senior member of the Church of the Day of Destruction, as well as a powerful Prophecy Mage. In fact, even among mages of the Divination System, different specializations produced different effects. As a Time Dragon, Fang Zheng was better at investigating and searching fate, while Katie's father excelled at changing it.
In other words, he could transfer other people's good fortune to himself, while transferring his own misfortune onto others.
In Katie's father's view, foretelling the future was not advisable. The future had countless possible paths, and any choice might trigger unforeseeable chain reactions. Perhaps right now, you believed you had made a reasonable and correct decision. Yet it might very well bring you an unexpected disaster years later.
Therefore, Katie's father had