Watching the Nascent Soul cultivator come straight toward him, Qin Fengming, who had been sitting upright, could not help but feel a shock in his heart. This Nascent Soul elder was someone he had never seen before, as far as he could remember.
"Senior, may I ask what instructions you have for this junior?"
Seeing the elder standing before his table, Qin Fengming rose with a slightly sinking heart and respectfully bowed.
"Hahaha, nothing of the sort. This old man happened to be passing by and saw you drinking alone, so I came over to ask for a cup of wine. I wonder if you would be willing?"
Hearing the Nascent Soul cultivator say this, Qin Fengming was deeply unwilling, but could only reply respectfully, "It is this junior's good fortune that Senior is willing to honor me with your presence. Please, Senior, have a seat. Little brother, please set out another place setting for Senior and bring over a jar of spirit wine."
Respectfully leading the elder to his seat, Qin Fengming gave an instruction to the restaurant attendant.
The two sat facing each other and drank three cups. Then the Nascent Soul elder looked at Qin Fengming with a faint smile and, after a brief pause, said, "Young friend, this old man has studied the art of divination quite deeply throughout his life. When I saw you from afar just now, a strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart. That was why I came to have a word with you."
Hearing the elder's words, Qin Fengming was also startled. So this was why the elder had come before him.
The arts of divination and deduction were indeed recognized among the miscellaneous arts of cultivation, but Qin Fengming generally did not believe in such mysterious and unfathomable matters.
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