The woman's body stiffened, her back straightening involuntarily.
Her voice was halting, on the verge of breaking down. "Impossible, impossible!"
Su Nian remained calm. Instead, she asked, "Why is it impossible? Have you really not noticed anything wrong?"
The woman's eyes darted around evasively, her tone wavering. "No, I haven't noticed anything wrong."
Su Nian picked up the peach again and took a bite.
For a moment, no one spoke. An awkward atmosphere filled the air.
Hearing Su Nian's counter-question, the woman's heart skipped a beat. An indescribable fear began to spread through her.
She wasn't a fool. Like most young people, she was skeptical about this sort of thing, but she had also watched many of Su Nian's livestreams.
Some people she knew had even come to the Daoist Temple for readings, and not a single one of them failed to praise Su Nian's uncanny accuracy.
Thinking about how Su Nian had never been wrong, the woman's panic grew.
