With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 684 Ancestral Charlatan 9
The man in black robes seemed to notice Azhen's gaze, raised his head and nodded slightly, then continued to sit there, seemingly lost in thought, not playing on his phone, and unusually quiet.

[Holy crap, is that person in black a Western witch?]

Although the brown hair and eyes were mostly obscured by the black robe, I could still make them out clearly.

[And that snake-shaped staff in her hand, just looking at it is terrifying.]

This black-robed witch is definitely something special.

She looked gloomy and cold, but she just nodded to Feng Zhen, so she doesn't seem so scary anymore.

[Did you see that? Her nails are long and red. Could they scratch five holes in my head in one go?]

[Um, is it possible she just got a manicure? There seem to be diamonds on her red nails, right?]

[Pfft!]

[Wen's really going all out! He's even invited some talented people from the West. I noticed quite a few Westerners here just now.]

I even saw a few tarot readers! They were already playing around on the table.

[Ah, I see my Luo Yun! My Luo Yun is also a tarot reader. Luo Yun looks so beautiful today!]

Azhen looked around and saw that quite a few more people had indeed arrived in just a short while.

"An Easterner, or a Tarot reader?" A slightly disdainful voice caught Azhen's attention. It belonged to a blonde, blue-eyed woman in a blue dress, who looked quite arrogant. She was staring at a woman in a purple princess dress with permed and dyed curly hair, but who clearly had an Eastern appearance.

Obviously, this scene was also seen by the viewers in the live stream, who were very angry and started cursing at the blonde, blue-eyed woman.

Luo Yun looked up and smiled meaningfully, "You have doubts about this? Miss's eyesight doesn't seem very good. Is there something wrong with your eyes? You should see an ophthalmologist as soon as possible."

As soon as Luo Yun finished speaking, the audience, who had been indignant, burst into laughter.

Those who knew Luo Yun praised him loudly, saying that he truly lived up to the sharp-tongued Luo Yun they knew.

The blonde, blue-eyed woman was clearly fluent in some Eastern languages, and she immediately picked up on the sarcastic tone in the speech, her eyes filled with anger.

But today, inside the Wen family castle, if you don't want to be kicked out, you certainly can't do anything out of line.

She raised her haughty chin: "Eastern tarot readers, being good with words is nothing! Just pray that Lady Luck will descend upon you and help you pass the test."

"I don't believe in the God of Luck," Luo Yun blinked. "I believe in the God of Wealth."

"As for the test, it depends on your own ability. Praying to God is useless. God probably doesn't have time to deal with such a trivial matter."

Those watching this side couldn't help but laugh, and even the black-robed witch couldn't help but glance at Luo Yun a few more times.

Seeing the blonde, blue-eyed woman sneer and walk to the side, Luo Yun didn't bother to linger. He looked around and finally sat down at Azhen's table.

“My name is Luo Yun,” Luo Yun greeted him, “I know you, Boss Feng.”

"Hello," Azhen greeted her. After she finished speaking, Luo Yun moved closer and sat down, acting as if they were old friends.

Of course, Azhen didn't refuse either; she found Luo Yun's personality quite amusing.

She glanced at the live stream; netizens were all saying they also believed in the God of Wealth, which brought a knowing smile to her face. "May I ask what your name is, Miss Witch?" Luo Yun then looked at the black-robed witch at the same table. The woman's tightly concealed appearance only made her seem more mysterious.

"Deborah." The black-robed witch's voice rang out, faint and somewhat cold. Surprisingly, her Eastern accent was exceptionally fluent, with no trace of a Western accent.

It was surprising, but not unusual.

After all, there are many foreigners living in the East now, and many of them can speak fluent Eastern languages, and some have even developed local accents.

"You speak Orientals very well," Luo Yun praised. "I originally thought you might not understand, and I was even planning to ask you in my broken foreign language."

Deborah's expression remained unchanged, as if she were used to such praise.

"I learned an Eastern language when I was young and have lived here for a long time," she explained casually, then lowered her eyes, clearly not intending to continue the conversation.

Luo Yun, of course, was good at reading people's expressions and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he took out his phone to check the situation in the live stream.

Then he spoke to Azhen: "I wonder what the basic test will be today."

"It probably won't be ghost hunting, right? I really don't know how to do that. I'm just a small-time tarot reader. I can do divination and stuff, but I'm really no good at ghost hunting." Luo Yun's troubled expression made the audience laugh.

"Hopefully I can pass the test, get 500,000 for free, and stay in the castle for a month!"

“Mr. Wen invited us here mainly to find the reincarnation of his first love. He is skilled in divination and fortune telling, which is quite fitting. We shouldn’t be testing him on ghost hunting,” Azhen replied.

Once activated, the Soul-Destroying Array beneath the castle is so powerful that any ghost that comes will die, and there's no need for anyone to catch it.

Luo Yun thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement, his expression gaining even more confidence: "Perhaps we really can get away with it."

These words made A-Zhuang glance at her a few times. She didn't sense any cultivation power in Luo Yun, whether it belonged to the East or the West. So, the other party should just be a tarot reader who has only learned the superficial aspects.
However, the black-robed witch next to her possessed a special power.

Although she thought this way, Azhen didn't intend to ask. There are plenty of tarot readers online, and whether they are accurate or not depends on whether you believe in them or not.

With so many people watching videos, those that are inaccurate will definitely just swipe past, while those that are accurate will naturally come in and leave a comment.

Some fortune-telling dogs can get two results right.

Just like ordinary fortune tellers, they have the experience summarized by their predecessors, as well as the control over human nature and the understanding of human life trajectories. It's similar to a formula; you can just plug it in.

Lin Xixi and Fu Yingshu returned from their trip to the castle.

They naturally chose to sit at Azhen's table, and upon seeing Luo Yun and the black-robed witch Deborah, they greeted each other and got to know each other.

By this time, there were already over a hundred talented and extraordinary people in the spacious banquet hall.

"Payment notice".

At this moment, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, carrying a sword, walked into the banquet hall. He stood at the door and swept his gaze across the room, immediately fixing it on Fu Yingshu, and walked straight towards him.

Fu Yingshu frowned noticeably, as if he didn't want to deal with this person.

But the other person had already taken a few steps to get here. Even though there were people moving around, he was not hindered at all, as if he could predict where the others would go next, and he arrived very smoothly.

"Ge Yu, are you also interested in this kind of occasion?" Fu Yingshu's expression had calmed down. The reason he didn't want to confront Ge Yu was that, from childhood to adulthood, Ge Yu had always enjoyed competing with him.