"What happened outside?" the little one asked curiously.
"This happens every month. The King's Disciple has arrived," Jia Fatty said, his eyes shining brightly.
"The King's Disciple?" Wu Tian was also puzzled. What do those words even mean?
The term "King's Disciple" referred to a student of a nation's king. But from the look on Jia Fatty's face, that clearly wasn't what he meant.
"He comes here once a month," Jia Fatty said, his tone full of respect. "He is a very formidable Fortune Teller."
"A Fortune Teller?" Wu Tian smiled. In the Immortal Emperor Realm, who can compare to me when it comes to physiognomy?
