A top star in the Chinese entertainment industry, but also a Taoist priest.

After waiting a few more minutes, Zhao Mingyuan was completely gone, and Lin Yufen and her group had already turned the corner.

Chen Shouyi was left with only Shouzhuo by his side; the master and apprentice were standing by the roadside.

"He's gone, Director Lin is gone." Jin Chen was the first to jump out from behind the tree.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Tang Yixin said with a smile.

"Of course I'm in a hurry, the Taoist priest will be leaving soon."

Jin Chen strode towards Chen Shouyi, followed by Nazha carrying coffee, while Tang Yixin and Zhang Ruoyun trailed behind slowly.

Chen Yao was dragged along by the wrist by Jin Chen and walked at the front.

"Master Daoist!"

Jin Chen's voice arrived before he did.

Chen Shouyi turned around and saw a girl rushing towards him in a flurry of activity, followed by a string of people.

Jin Chen stood at the front, wearing a fitted short knit top, her hair styled, and her makeup exquisite.

Chen Shouyi glanced at her, and the first thought that popped into his mind was: Is this Jin Chen?

He looked at it more closely, and it wasn't quite the version he remembered.

Later, that person had too many procedures done—the bridge of her nose, her chin, her cheekbones. They were indeed refined, but very stiff.

The person in front of me hasn't changed much yet; their face is still chubby, and their eyes are still lively when they smile.

Naza followed behind Jin Chen, wearing a light-colored dress, her hair down, her features incredibly deep-set. She had a high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, and skin so white it was almost translucent.

Chen Shouyi couldn't help but take another look. She was indeed beautiful, with both her bone structure and skin looking stunning.

Tang Yixin stood behind Zhang Ruoyun, her arm linked with his, and two shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.

The first line that popped into Chen Shouyi's head was: "Your Majesty, I must accuse Consort Xi of having an affair!"

However, she looks much gentler in person than in the character, and her features are indeed striking. She truly lives up to her reputation as the foolish but beautiful Consort Qi.

Zhang Ruoyun stood next to her, one hand in his pocket and the other held by Tang Yixin, his expression somewhere between participating and spacing out, looking just like a dazed husky.

Only Chen Yao wore black-rimmed glasses, light makeup, and a loose white long-sleeved shirt, looking so plain compared to the other three that it seemed like she had wandered onto the wrong film set.

Jin Chen was about to speak.

"Benefactor Chen." Chen Shouyi spoke first, his gaze passing over Jin Chen and landing on Chen Yao, who was being dragged along. He nodded slightly, "We meet again."

Chen Yao was pulled along unsteadily. Hearing this, he paused for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Greetings, Daoist Master."

Jin Chen choked on the words she was about to say. She turned to look at Chen Yao, then at Chen Shouyi, her eyebrows raised high.

"You two know each other?"

"Didn't you say we bumped into each other in the hotel corridor last night?" Chen Yao said softly.

"Oh—" Jin Chen drawled, his gaze sweeping between Chen Shouyi and Chen Yao before he took a confident step forward.

"Master, please introduce yourself. My name is Jin Chen, and I play the role of—"

"Benefactor Jin." Chen Shouyi nodded slightly.

Jin Chen smiled: "Daoist Master, you know me?"

"This humble Taoist priest has seen your performance before."

"Really?" Jin Chen's eyes lit up. "Which one?"

"Dancing Miracles"

This is thanks to the basic information about the main creators of the film crew that Chen Shouyi saw on the high-speed train.

Jin Chen paused for a moment, then laughed even harder: "But that's a dance performance, not a play."

"It's all the same to me."

Jin Chen didn't mind, and extended his hand, palm up, and generously offered it to Chen Shouyi:

"Master, I've heard you're incredibly accurate at palm reading. Could you take a look at mine too?"

Chen Shouyi looked down at her hand. Jin Chen's fingers were long and slender, with distinct knuckles and clear palm lines. Her life line was deep, her wisdom line was long, but her heart line was forked into three branches.

"Your career prospects are quite good," Chen Shouyi said.

"The next two years will present opportunities, not the path to overnight fame, but a gradual upward climb. A long wisdom line indicates intelligence, quick learning, and suitability for a career based on skills."

Jin Chen's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward: "What about feelings?"

"Feelings—" Chen Shou paused, "This humble Taoist suggests that you prioritize your career in the next two years."

Jin Chen pursed his lips: "Daoist, what you said is as good as nothing at all."

She withdrew her hand, but instead of backing away, she took another half step forward, looking up at Chen Shouyi:

"Master, could you please elaborate? For example, when will I meet a benefactor? Or rather, when will I meet a good man?"

"Benefactor, I am a Taoist priest, not the God of Love."

"Isn't it all the same?"

"no the same."

Jin Chen was amused by his earnest rejection, but wasn't annoyed. She took out her phone from her pocket:

"Okay, okay, then let's add each other on WeChat, alright? I'll treat you to a meal sometime; I'd like to learn a lot from you."

Chen Shouyi did not refuse and took out his phone from his sleeve for her to scan.

"By the way, Master, I heard you're also incredibly skilled at feng shui," Jin Chen added after adding him as a friend. "Could you take a look at my house sometime?"

As she said this, she looked at Chen Shouyi with a smile.

Chen Shouyi remained calm: "If needed, please make an appointment in advance."

Jin Chen didn't mind and carefully made the notes.

Zhang Ruoyun stood next to Tang Yixin and witnessed the whole thing. He watched Jin Chen reach out her hand, watched the Taoist priest look down at her hand, and then watched Jin Chen lean closer to ask for her WeChat.

Zhang Ruoyun couldn't help but mutter to herself: "Being a Taoist priest is such a great profession."

His expression didn't change much, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, which Tang Yixin, holding his arm, didn't notice.

Naza also came over.

"Master, we don't really follow these things where I'm from." She held out her right hand, somewhat curious, "But I find it quite amazing, could you take a look at it for me?"

Chen Shouyi looked down at her palm. Nazha's hands were very white, and her fingers were slender.

The life line starts well, with a horizontal line crossing it in the middle. The wisdom line is long, and the heart line is relatively simple, but there is a fork below the ring finger.

"Your destiny is destined for long journeys," Chen Shouyi said. "Traveling from west to east is the right path. Your career will not be in your hometown, but in another place."

Naza blinked: "That's true. I'm really far from home now."

"However, your career path is not smooth sailing. There is a horizontal line in the middle of your life line, indicating a major hurdle in your early years."

This crucial juncture isn't elsewhere, but within one's own heart. Without a settled heart, nothing is certain. In the next two years, you will face several choices; the path you choose will drastically alter the outcome.

Naza nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Chen Shou remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was already stabbing the system.

From Jin Chen to Nazha, did the system not give any reaction at all?!

Stop clicking.

The system notification tone finally sounded.

Jin Chen does not meet the screening criteria. His spiritual root aptitude does not meet the requirements.

Where is Nazha?