So Your Fortune-telling Got You in Trouble

Rogge walked into the tavern.

Hawkins sat off to one side, straw protruding from his hands, with cards hanging from the stalks.

"Did you foresee this?" Rogge asked.

"Yes, I did." Hawkins nodded.

"What exactly did you foresee? Even I don't know. Come on, tell me..." Rogge pulled over a chair and sat down.

Everyone in the tavern immediately fled. When a big shot wanted to talk, who were they to listen in?

Hawkins looked up at Rogge and took out his cards. "All I foresaw was that staying in Ballywood would bring me an honored guest. If I fled, my fate would be miserable. I might even die."

"Heh, you guessed right." Rogge rested his arms on the back of the chair and leaned over it with a grin.

"Then do you know why I'm here?"

Hawkins shook his head.

Rogge glanced at Hawkins's men.

Hawkins took the hint and had one of his officers lead everyone outside, leaving only him and Rogge in the tavern.

"I won't make things difficult for you. Join the Asura Pirates. You must know quite a few things," Rogge said.

Sweat began streaming down Hawkins's forehead. He stared at his cards, not daring to speak. He did indeed know a few things, but he had never wanted to learn them. He had only stumbled upon them through divination. What he couldn't understand was how Rogge had found out.

"You're surprised, aren't you? Once you let something slip, you can't expect it to stay secret. Do you know how many informants I have in the Underworld? After all these years of expansion, the Asura Pirates have over eighty thousand people, plus more than fifty thousand intelligence agents spread across the world. They work in every industry, operating in corners no one sees. I spend