He remembered his master saying that his senior brother was just an ordinary fortune-teller who usually did little more than read faces. These villagers must have had some scheme in mind when they asked his senior brother to tell their fortunes!
"It isn't a trap. It's an open scheme!"
Sister Potato stepped forward and said, "I don't want Master Lin going in to brave the formation!"
Chapter 163: I Really Am Very Good!
Sister Potato spoke frankly. She would not hide what she thought.
[Ragdoll Cat: That's a true fan, unwilling to let Master Lin take risks.]
[Bajie the Deadweight: His fans are so enthusiastic that Master Lin is at his wits' end.]
[May Peace Bring Great Fortune: I hope Master will recognize the difficulty and back down. Sister Potato only wants what's best for him.]
The viewers in the livestream all expressed their understanding.
Only Lin Fan was utterly exasperated. He said bluntly, "I really am very good. Nothing will happen to me!"
Hearing that,
Sister Potato nodded. "Yes, yes, you're good. You're a master."
Lin Fan sighed. For a moment, he could not quite tell whether Sister Potato was a devoted fan or a hater.
"Why don't we force our way through?" Ma Xian suggested quietly.
They were already running out of time. He worried that something unexpected might happen if they kept delaying.
Force their way through?
Dao Tianji rolled his eyes. "You have to get through the Eight Trigrams Formation to gain the villagers' consent. Do you understand that logic?"
"If you force your way through and they refuse to agree, your ancestors still can't be buried on the hills near Eight Trigrams Village!"
This was their territory. He thought Ma Xian was far too naive. Some rules had to be followed.
"Everyone, I'll give each