Hard to Get A Hold Of

The fraud was also panicking. He was especially unlucky today.

He had better not give in to that female Taoist master's words that day and had a bad ending!

At his age, he was actually afraid of death, especially after so many years of not enjoying life. He had finally saved up some money and was thinking of buying a house and servants to serve him when he was older!

However, now…

The fraud's heart was beating fast. He asked the guard carefully, "May I ask if there's a Taoist master in the house…?" 

"Taoist master? Are you talking about the eldest disciple of my master? Sage Mo?" The servant looked down at the fraud. "You heard about our sage's ability, so you came to her for fortune-telling and feng shui? I'm afraid that's not possible. She only serves her fated person." 

Since Xie Qiao had given the address, of course she would make preparations in advance.

At this moment, the fraud heard this and believed it a little more.