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Chapter 158. The Casanova
[Your story is so absurd, you got all the good cards in the world.]

Intuition told me.

Jiang Jianxin touched his neck guiltily and retorted:
"If I don't give myself good cards, am I supposed to be dealt bad ones?"

Uh, your twisted logic makes a bit of sense.

Intuition responded.

However, you don't need to try anymore. A fortune teller cannot perform a reading for themselves. If you specifically try to read for yourself, the "black line of fate" will not be activated.

Jiang Jianxin had no suspicions. Looking at the tarot cards in her hand that had turned completely black, she said somewhat dejectedly:

"That's it..."

She put the three cards she had drawn back into the deck.

"Om-"

The pitch-black card surface suddenly brightened, and the black lines reappeared, wriggling across the card surface.

"Then this ability isn't strong enough."

Jiang Jianxin said, arranging the scattered tarot cards.

It's incredibly powerful yet utterly useless to be able to interfere with other people's futures even if you can't do it accurately.

It depends on the individual user; I feel this ability is quite powerful.

Intuition told me.

[Aren't many of your Light Faction abilities of this type? They involve long-term planning and indirect methods to achieve goals.]

Jiang Jianxin sighed and said:
"That takes so much brainpower."

—She's a sword master, and they're treating her like a prophet.

Intuition remained silent. After arranging the tarot cards, Jiang Jianxin sat down in a chair and stared blankly at the crystal ball.

Without any bodyguards or security personnel, and with a sign indicating it was open for business, Jiang Jianxin felt that sleeping in the bed was a bit too risky.

But she was so tired that Jiang Jianxin decided to lie down on the table and take a nap.

"Wow..."

A morning breeze slipped in through the window cracks, stirring the white paper strips hanging all over the room, causing the talismans to tremble like the skirts of ghosts.

Jiang Jianxin lay on his arm, listening to the rustling of notes, before finally drifting off to sleep.

"...Chi Lichuan, you big scumbag!"

Jiang Jianxin had only been asleep for less than twenty minutes when she was jolted awake by a sharp, piercing curse. The sound was like a pair of sharp scissors, abruptly cutting through her brief sleep.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and sat up. Before she was fully awake, a second angry female voice boomed from outside the door:

"Who do you think you are, daring to insult our Li Chuan like that!"

Immediately afterwards, a third voice joined the fray, not to be outdone:

"Ha, 'your Li Chuan'? I'm clearly Chi Li Chuan's real girlfriend!"

Jiang Jianxin then noticed that the entrance was already crowded with people.

She got up and walked to the door, peering out curiously.

The area from Yin Qingyue's door to the stairwell was crowded with onlookers, and neighbors from upstairs and downstairs poked their heads out, their faces beaming with gossip and excitement.

In the center of the crowd, three women with strikingly different styles of clothing were locked in a tense standoff in front of Chi Lichuan's house, like three lionesses vying for territory, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder. Jiang Jianxin stood at the back of the crowd, completely bewildered by the situation.

She patted the shoulder of the aunt who was watching the commotion with amusement and asked:

"Um... Auntie, what... happened?"

Because he was mindful of Yin Qingyue's aloof persona, Jiang Jianxin deliberately spoke in a halting and dry manner.

The aunt glanced at her and said with a smile:
"This young man who lives on the sixth floor has three girlfriends in the building... This is really going too far, with three girlfriends showing up at the same time."

"Huh? Submit three at the same time?"

Such a niche term. I've seen people who have two relationships at the same time, but I've never seen someone who has three.

—With only two legs, it tries to maintain the balance of three boats. Is it going to do a tap dance in the middle of the boats every day?

Seeing her strange expression, her aunt leaned closer and whispered with a smile:
"Oh my, young people, they're really good at having fun."

"I heard from others that this young man is skilled in PUA and has dated six women before... He ruined Old Li's daughter... Tsk tsk tsk... He's really something else."

Jiang Jianxin's mouth dropped open in astonishment. She only knew that a woman wanted to kill Chi Lichuan on the first day she came to the instance, but she didn't know anything about this neighbor's character. She never expected that the young man was a charming playboy and a high-level emotional master.

Jiang Jianxin stood calmly in place, thinking what a pity that she had already killed the young man last night.

Although their fight was entirely a misunderstanding, the misunderstanding had escalated to the point where the young man had already shown murderous intent towards her, so Jiang Jianxin had no reason to hold back.

Last night's situation was a matter of life or death. Jiang Jianxin didn't want to die, so he had no choice but to kill the people in his way.

This farce, without a main character, probably won't last long.

Jiang Jianxin watched the three women arguing fiercely for a while, and just as he turned around to go back to his room, he heard the door across the hall creak open.

The young man, dressed in a fitted brown suit, came out of the house. His face showed great weakness and exhaustion, and the little windmill on his head remained motionless, as if frozen in time.

"Rou Rou, Xin Xin, Ning Ning, don't make noise outside, let's go inside and talk, okay?"

The young man glanced at the people gathered in front of his house, smiled, and spoke to the three girls.

His smile lacked warmth and was hardly gentle; it was more like a forced, insincere smile.

There were too many people gathered at the door, and the young man didn't notice Jiang Jianxin's suddenly darkening gaze from behind the crowd.

—This person is still alive?
Jiang Jianxin stroked her chin, recalling how the sword formed from black lines last night pierced his heart. After confirming that the stab hadn't gone astray and the young man had fallen to the ground before her eyes... she quickly realized that there might be some kind of fake death tool that could take his place.

After all, Zhenbei City produced several fake death tools at the thank-you banquet, so there's no reason why others couldn't produce them.

Jiang Jianxin raised an eyebrow, mentally considering how to handle this unexpected situation.

Last night, she clashed with the young man as the terrifying old lady, but now she has reverted to her identity as Jiang Jianxin. "Jiang Jianxin of the Foresight Family" has no connection with the young man, and there is no need for a life-or-death struggle.

Jiang Jianxin felt there was no need to kill him again—moreover, she felt that in the current situation, even if she didn't take action, the young man should have already gained the attention of the original residents.

—Playing the Casanova, he starts by dumping three of his girlfriends, who then come knocking on his door demanding repayment. The sunny-day doll-like young man is clearly not as charming, passionate, and adept as the original owner.

He stood there with a stiff smile, looking at the three women as if they were three dead men.

The indigenous people wouldn't miss such an obvious difference in personality. If nothing unexpected happens, the next time it's night, it will be the young man who gets targeted.

Jiang Jianxin stood silently in the crowd watching him pull three girls into the house. The door opened a crack, revealing scraps of cloth scattered on the floor and a newly hung teru teru bozu (a Japanese doll symbolizing good weather) on the wall.

She turned around, ready to go back to the divination table and continue sleeping, when she heard footsteps at the door.

A familiar little girl stood in front of her door, her big, innocent eyes looking at her, and said:
"Sister, could you do a fortune telling for me?"

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