After hearing Lu Wanyuan's reminder, the old lady finally remembered she was participating in someone's battle!
She quickly smiled apologetically at Lu Zijia, "I'm sorry, young lady. I'm a little forgetful."
Lu Zijia smiled gently and didn't mind that the old lady forgot about her just now, "It's alright. Please take a seat."
"Ah, alright."
The old lady sat down again and let Lu Zijia tell her fortune with a beaming smile on her old face.
In fact, she didn't have any expectations for Lu Zijia's ability in her heart.
After all, to many people's knowledge, the capable sorcerers, who looked at Feng Shui and did fortune-telling, were all quite old.
Young people couldn't be trusted with important tasks, and Lu Zijia was apparently not fully grown at first glance.
And yet, what Lu Zijia said next was completely out of the expectation of the old lady and everyone else.
