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"": "It was afternoon, and Luo Bin was still sitting outside the door, examining bones through Rewind.
Although his eyes were closed, his sixth sense still told him someone was hovering in front of him.
"What can I do for you?" Luo Bin opened his eyes. The man standing before him was none other than the fortune-teller from Heavenly Dipper Hall. His Tang Suit had been washed almost white, and his face was sickly pale from years without sunlight. He tried to keep his gaze earnest, but he could not conceal the cunning in his nature.
"Ahem, Mr. Tang."
"I failed to recognize your greatness a few days ago. My surname is Zhu. Zhu Youming."
Zhu Youming extended his hand, politely offering to shake Luo Bin's.
Luo Bin did not stand, nor did he extend his hand.
A little embarrassed, Zhu Youming rubbed his palm against his clothes.
"I've heard a little about what happened these past two days. Your abilities really are astonishing, Mr. Tang."
"You uncovered a major affair through a minor incident and punished evil along the way. You used rats that shun the light to take the lives of a couple whose deeds couldn't bear the light of day. I admire you."
Zhu Youming's voice was not particularly loud. At this hour, there was practically nobody on the street.
"I don't understand what you're talking about. Xu Yu's case did involve me, but the killings had nothing to do with me." Luo Bin shook his head.
"Uh..." Zhu Youming froze, apparently not expecting Luo Bin to be so guarded even with a fellow practitioner.
"Ahem, here's the thing. I have a job that's been dragging on for some time. I haven't been able to resolve it, and the payment is substantial. I'd