Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

The key point is that he still hasn't broken up with his sister! He's still blinded by love.

"Mom, wait here, we'll call that charlatan over right now and get our money back! This is a complete scam!" Zhang Song said, about to make the call.

It's precisely because he's encountered a true master that he so deeply despises these swindlers! They're ruining his reputation!

"No, no, no! Song, that master is very accurate! She knew what happened before just by looking at my face! Please don't cause trouble for the master! I'm begging you!" Song's mother quickly grabbed Zhang Song's hand and tried to leave.

"Mom! I've already told you, I know a really amazing master. Even if you're going to give her money, don't give it to some random roadside shop! Putting everything else aside, Zhang Yue's love-struck mind hasn't improved at all! You're just blindly begging for talismans!"

"Song, you don't understand. Daring to open a shop means you're not afraid of anything!" Song's mother was also determined to snatch Zhang Song's phone back. "I prayed for a talisman to sever bad romantic relationships. If it didn't, it means they weren't bad romantic relationships!"

"Isn't that just bad luck in love? I'm definitely going to call that charlatan over here!"

"Oh, what a coincidence, Zhang Song, right?"

As the two were arguing, a clear female voice came from behind them.

Zhang Song and Song's mother were both stunned at the same time, and their eyes lit up when they turned around.

"master!"

"master!"

After shouting, the two looked at each other in astonishment and exclaimed in unison, "This is the master you were talking about?"

Seeing Xia Wange holding a laptop in one hand and fumbling for keys in the other, Zhang Song immediately fawned over her. Noticing her exhausted appearance, he whispered, "Master, what big business have you been doing? You look so tired. Master, I didn't expect you to be from City A too. What a coincidence."

"It is indeed a big deal." Xia Wange's eyes were vacant, and she felt like she was about to lose her soul. She opened the door of the small shop and said casually, "Please sit down. I'm uploading something. Please wait a moment."

Seven days have passed since she offended the chosen one. The first six days were fine, except for minor things like instant noodles running out of seasoning and motorcycle tire blowouts. Just when she thought her bad luck was about to end, she unexpectedly had a huge bowel movement.

Her graduation thesis was randomly selected for review! She'd been graduated for almost two months, and already received her diploma and degree certificate! She still managed to run into this kind of mishap!

I'm seriously impressed!

After revising the paper, Xia Wange took three copper coins, shook them, and looked at the divination results before submitting it, only then feeling at ease.

The side effects of being refused a chance to borrow luck from the chosen one are terrifying. If I were to borrow luck later, I would become incredibly powerful.

On the other side, Zhang Song and his mother sat nervously on the sofa in the small shop, barely daring to breathe.

Song Ma had heard her son tell her about his encounter with a master and how he moved a car door with his bare hands. She never expected that the master she met was the same one her son had described!

No wonder you were so accurate last time!

Seeing Xia Wange breathe a sigh of relief, her face visibly relaxing, Zhang Song quickly whispered, "Master, I never imagined this little shop belonged to you. My mother told me there was a powerful master here who she would take me to meet. I never thought we'd be so lucky to meet you again. I was surprised to see your business so extensive, even offering house cleaning and package delivery services. How about I subscribe to your house cleaning service? And have you send all my packages from now on?"

Song Ma glanced at her obsequious son, but didn't expose him. He had been calling her a charlatan just moments before, and now he was calling her a master.

They even went so far as to offer a greeting; they're clearly here to cause trouble!

"Isn't this a fixed location so people can easily find me? House cleaning is specifically for haunted houses, delivery is for mail delivery and stuff, chatting is fine too." Xia Wange looked at Zhang Song and Song's mother, "What brings you here?"

Just as Song Ma was about to speak, Zhang Song stopped her with a look, and then he said with a smile, "It's like this, you told me before to take better care of my sister, so I told my mother about this. My mother came here to ask for a talisman to cut off bad romantic relationships, but we found that her current boyfriend was not cut off. It seems that this man is her true love."

"Your destined partner? Your sister?" Xia Wange looked at Song Ma. "Auntie, is he talking about the girl whose birth chart you brought in for a fortune telling last time?"

"Yes, yes, yes," said Song Ma. "I've always looked down on her current boyfriend. He has no education, no looks, and his job is just a security guard at the gate—he's not ambitious at all. I don't know how my daughter fell for him! He goes to deliver food to her every day and buys her this and that. He's more diligent than I am, his mother!"

"That shouldn't be the case." Xia Wange took another look at the birth chart from last time. "Her true love should have appeared when she was twenty-seven. Moreover, she is confident, ambitious, has a good career, and high standards. It's impossible for her to be interested in someone who is inferior to her in every way. Tell me in detail what's going on."

Zhang Song tried to start again, but was stopped by a glare from his mother.

"It's like this, Master. I secretly put that talisman in her bag. She was indeed sober during the day. I overheard her talking to her friend on the phone. She said she wanted to break up immediately and couldn't understand why she was in a relationship with him, and had been in a relationship for so long. She was crazy. But at dusk, my daughter was running around for that guy again, busy as a bee. If that guy were nicer to my daughter, I would accept it. The problem is that he's not nice at all. I'm so worried."

Xia Wange rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment, "Auntie, did you open the talisman I gave you?"

Song Ma was taken aback, and after stammering for a while, she finally said, "I know you said not to open it, but I was really curious, so I opened it and took a look, and then quickly closed it again."

Zhang Song was astonished. "Mom! You actually opened it?"

Xia Wange nodded, but didn't say anything more.

Zhang Song gave his mother a disappointed look, then leaned close to Xia Wange, lamenting, "Master, it's not that we necessarily want my sister to find someone outstanding, but look, that guy is a security guard at my boss's company, and my friend is his colleague. He posted that guy's posts on his WeChat Moments. Tell me, how can I not be angry when I see something like that!"

Xia Wange leaned over for a look. No wonder, if she had a younger sister dating someone like that, she would do everything she could to cut off this rotten romance.

[My girlfriend was waiting patiently at the gate after get off work today. I didn't even have to say anything; she just lit a cigarette and wiped my sweat. Tsk tsk, that's the kind of woman you need. Now we can save on having a housekeeper.]

[Haha, she cries and argues with me all day, but at night she still obediently cooks for me. When I got lost, she cried and bought me a replacement. Seeing how sincere her apology was, I only ate a couple of bites, and oh my, she was so touched! You can't spoil women; it makes them sick. If it weren't for her having a house and a car, who would want a woman over twenty? She's hard to recover from after giving birth.]

Women are all so materialistic and snobbish. She insisted on drinking that lousy milk tea. I told her not to drink it because it's a waste of money, and she gave me the cold shoulder. Just wait, next time I see her, I'll beat her up. What a jerk!

[She actually argued with me? She's so old. Besides me, who else would want her? People my age are all dating 18 or 19-year-old girls. She doesn't know how lucky she is. If she doesn't get married soon, she'll be worthless.]

Xia Wange took a deep breath. "Do you have his phone number?"

"Yes, yes, Master, I'll send it to you," Zhang Song quickly replied.

While fiddling with her phone, Xia Wange asked Song Ma, "Even if you opened the talisman I gave you, you shouldn't be unable to separate them. There must be something else going on. When you have time, bring her over so I can take a look."

Song Ma quickly stood up and said respectfully, "Yes, yes, Master, my daughter is resting at home today. I'll bring her over for you to take a look now."

As they hurried out of the shop, after walking a short distance, Zhang Song complained, "Mom, why did you open the master's talisman? Wasting money is a small matter, but what if the master thinks we don't trust her?!"

"Oh dear, I only showed it to another Taoist priest I know. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known this master was so amazing! My friend said that the person who draws this talisman is one of the top in the circle! If it weren't for his health issues, he might have become a Celestial Master long ago!" Song's mother regretted her rashness. "Son, what should we do? Will the master have any ulterior motives?"

Zhang Song thought of how Xia Wange always needed to use jade, "Mom, give your treasured jade bracelet to the master! It's worth it to exchange the jade bracelet for Xiaoyue's future."

Song Ma, who always believed in these things, nodded repeatedly, "It's worth it, it's worth it."

So the two of them hurried home.

In the small shop, Xia Wange communicated with her teacher for a long time. After finally confirming that her thesis was temporarily safe, she quickly sent a message to her college roommate who was also unlucky.

Xiaxia lives to be a hundred years old: [I made it! A close call, look, screenshot.jpg]

Wanwan became rich overnight: [I'm still working hard. Today, my mom dragged me to her old classmate's farewell ceremony. To be honest, I brought two phones with me. See, photo.jpg]

The picture shows a folding phone being held in one hand, with a floral background. It looks like Zhao Wan is huddled in a corner submitting her thesis, and the deadline is fast approaching. It's a real race against time.

She managed to finish before the other person was cremated.