Wu Tian never expected this charlatan to actually take an interest in him, let alone want to read his fortune. Heavens, is this some kind of joke? He chuckled, feeling that this must be fate.
"That won't be necessary," Wu Tian said coolly, refusing him outright. His destiny could not be divined by anyone, unless they were an Immortal Emperor.
"Not necessary?" Zhou Butong's brows knitted together. He had been having a great time these past few days. The game of pretending to be a Fortune Teller was immense fun, and everyone had been begging him for a reading. But this fellow in front of him actually said no? Why? What on earth for? Suddenly, Zhou Butong felt a pang of displeasure. If he didn't read Wu Tian's fortune, the game would feel incomplete.
