Silvery moonlight spilled into the small house, draping it in a luminous veil.
A gentle night breeze blew, causing the banyan tree's leaves and branches to sway.
At this moment, Fang Yang held a letter, a sharp glint flickering in his eyes.
'The goddess is interested... that must mean Sen Hui has feelings for me.'
'And "two peach blossoms bloom"... this must mean that besides Sen Hui, Chen Ying is also still unable to forget me.'
But the part about "fortune turning to calamity" was something he needed to consider carefully.
'One heart, one mind? Or no stray thoughts?' Fang Yang mused, making his decision.
This time, there were only two fortunes, and the better one was still only a "medium-good" fortune.
The "medium-bad" fortune would grant him a Tier Five opportunity, but the description of the crisis that followed instantly sobered him.
"A hidden crisis brewing like waves, each one higher than the last..." He remembered receiving a similar fortune reading before.
