Fate Must Not Be Peered Into Casually

A very familiar bracelet was still worn on that severed arm.

It was a gold bracelet he had personally picked out with his New Year's money and given to his mother.

Fu Zeyu stared at the monster, his face pale with disbelief.

He wanted to rush over, but his body seemed to have gone out of his control, frozen stiff where he stood. He could not even make a sound from his throat.

Drip! Drip!

The clock in the living room pointed to nine.

"NO!!!!!"

Fu Zeyu watched as the monster swallowed the remaining portion of the arm in one gulp, then finally charged forward with a roar.

The next moment, the thorn-covered, bramble-like tail behind the monster pierced through his body.

Fu Zeyu's vision went dark.

He gasped for air, the overwhelming rage and terror still lingering within him, leaving his emotions in violent turmoil.

[...So that's where it is.]

At that moment, Uncle Ge's voice reappeared in his mind.

[Uncle Ge?]

Only then did Fu Zeyu come back to his senses. He looked around and found himself still crouching before the stall in the dark market, one hand still resting on the crystal ball.

He had just been divining... Then what had that scene been?

Fu Zeyu was somewhat dazed. He had thought he had fallen into an illusion, that everything had been nothing more than his own delusion.

Uncle Ge only then noticed that something was wrong with his emotions. [What happened? Why is your heartbeat fluctuating so wildly? What did you see in the vision?]

Uncle Ge had been in an excellent mood. He had not expected to encounter a genuinely capable diviner this time. Better yet, the divination this diviner provided was not some cryptic riddle that required them to rack their brains to decipher