"What's required?" City Master Xiao's composed voice broke the tension. If this matter could indeed be resolved, it would spare him potential embarrassment when questioned by officials from the Tiandou Empire in the future. Occurrences like this were not uncommon, given the peculiar abilities of soul masters. Yet, failure to resolve it would reflect poorly on his leadership. At this moment, City Lord Xiao placed his hopes on Jiang Yi.
"The victim's blood," Jiang Yi replied honestly, maintaining his composure despite feeling a hint of panic.
"Very well..." City Lord Xiao nodded silently, stepping aside.
"Why were your belongings found at Liu Feng's residence?" City Lord Xiao questioned his wife suspiciously upon reaching her.
"Really? Do you expect me to keep every torn and soiled item as a memento?" The city lord's wife retorted, avoiding a direct response to the inquiry.
"That's not entirely true." City Master Xiao chuckled helplessly. Over the years, his lack of restraint has rendered countless socks unusable.
It seemed reasonable that Liu Feng had salvaged them from the trash for his use.
"I never imagined that man would have designs on you. He deserves punishment." City Lord Xiao's eyes flickered with cruelty. No one wished for their treasures to be coveted.
"You're right," the city lord's wife admitted reluctantly, stealing a glance at City Lord Xiao's lower back. Dealing with someone suffering from kidney failure like him in the future wouldn't be easy.
Though their conversation was discreet, Jiang Yi's keen intuition allowed him to catch every word.
Yesterday's events flashed through his mind, shedding light on why Liu Feng had trespassed into his home under the cover of night.
Often, he merely accepted payments along the way, with the real objective being to divine the injuries inflicted upon the city lord's wife.
These injuries, not inflicted by the city lord but by Liu Feng himself, were the catalyst for his actions.
Jiang Yi might inadvertently expose the secret between Liu Feng and the city lord's wife to City Lord Xiao's scrutiny.
It made sense.
With sudden clarity, Jiang Yi glanced at City Lord Xiao and his wife, sighing inwardly, "The nobility's affairs are truly chaotic."
As sunlight bathed the street, several of City Lord Xiao's guards appeared, carrying a coffin, followed by a pool of blood reeking of sewage on the mirror.
"Is this acceptable?" City Master Xiao inquired, pinching his nose against the stench.
"The blood is contaminated. You can attempt it, but success is uncertain," Jiang Yi explained, feeling partially relieved. Mirror divination required precise conditions, and it remained unclear if this blood would suffice.
Regardless, Jiang Yi needed to proceed with the experiment, even if it meant exposing himself.
A fortune teller must respect fate, and refrain from deception or belittling oneself or others.
"The cause of the victim's demise," Jiang Yi recited silently, infusing soul power into the mirror.
As blood seeped into the mirror, a scene emerged: Liu Feng hurriedly left the City Lord's Mansion and headed in a specific direction.
Before Jiang Yi could react further, the image blurred and the mirror shook violently, evoking a sense of foreboding.
"Protect the city, lord!" Jiang Yi shouted, retreating.
City Lord Xiao instinctively stepped back, guarded by his retinue. The mirror shattered seconds later, showering glass shards around them. Fortunately, Jiang Yi's warning prevented any injuries to City Master Xiao, although several guards suffered cuts.
The divination had failed.
Perhaps the blood was impure or Liu Feng's soul power had been absorbed by the World Card, rendering him untraceable.
However, the outcome was clear: the divination had failed.
"What happened?" City Lord Xiao glared at Jiang Yi, suspicion clouding his gaze. Initially, he suspected Jiang Yi of attempting to harm him, but upon reflection, Jiang Yi had been the one to suggest the divination.
"The divination failed. Success cannot be guaranteed. When the medium is imperfect, the revelation will be unclear," Jiang Yi explained casually, concealing his inner satisfaction.
"What does that mean?" City Lord Xiao appeared perplexed. He struggled to comprehend the official jargon:'medium' and revelation.'
"The success of divination relies on the medium, and the revelation is the outcome. In this case, the victim's blood was contaminated, resulting in a failed divination," Jiang Yi clarified patiently. "However, from the brief glimpse we had, we know the victim left the City Lord's Mansion before their demise."
City Lord Xiao mulled over Jiang Yi's explanation, his expression fluctuating, before falling silent.
"Dismissed," City Lord Xiao eventually commanded, walking over to Liu Feng's coffin. He stared at the broken visage fiercely, uttering two words.
As City Lord Xiao and his retinue departed, Jiang Yi harbored no resentment. Such behavior was typical of the nobility on the Douluo Continent.
However, with Liu Feng's death, today's events were likely concluded.
City Lord Xiao probably wouldn't go to war over Liu Feng, the guard captain who harbored designs on his treasure. Little did City Lord Xiao know, his 'treasure' had long lost its luster.
Once City Lord Xiao left, Jiang Yi casually disposed of the broken mirror fragments.
"At this moment..." Yu Xiaogang's guilty voice interrupted the silence. Having witnessed yet another failed divination, he realized Jiang Yi hadn't intended harm.
Recalling his earlier actions, Yu Xiaogang regretted his hastiness. The three images Jiang Yi had glimpsed would have solved his martial soul dilemma.
Originally, he could have received a perfect interpretation. With his martial soul issue resolved, Yu Xiaogang would've been willing to scrounge up the 100,000 gold soul coins, let alone one hundred.
"You still owe me fifty-nine gold soul coins and one copper soul coin," Jiang Yi reminded Yu Xiaogang indifferently, walking away. What was meant to be a free mirror now requires a purchase once again.
"Alas..." Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly, watching Jiang Yi's retreating figure.