Li Xuan spoke softly, and each word trickled through the heart like a gentle stream.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan's expression changed, and he couldn't help but be moved.
"Is there a way to break it?" He really couldn't restrain himself any longer and blurted out the question.
"My fate is my own, why ask the Heavens?"
Just then, a light chuckle came from Zhou Dao as he slowly rose to his feet.
He was about to leave, pulling Jiang Yuan along with him.
"Lord Official."
Li Xuan raised his hand, halting Zhou Dao.
"Is there anything else?"
"You haven't given the divination fee." Li Xuan spoke up about the most pressing matter.
"How much?" Zhou Dao was taken aback and then inquired.
"Five taels of gold."
Li Xuan held out his palm.
"Five taels of gold?" Zhou Dao's mouth twitched involuntarily; he had seen many fortune-tellers, but this was his first time encountering such an extortionate one, charging him five taels of gold just for moving his lips.
"Good Taoist."