Chapter 724

A gentle breeze blew, bringing fresh air that refreshed the mind and spirit.

The two continued strolling through the park, enjoying the tranquility and beauty brought by nature. He

s would sometimes stop to admire a blooming flower, or listen to the sound of birds singing.

Xiang Fangyang and Li Zhou continued strolling through the park, enjoying the tranquility and beauty brought by nature.

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They would sometimes stop to admire a blooming flower, or listen to the sound of birds singing.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting patterns on the ground and creating a tranquil atmosphere.

Suddenly, the two discovered an old man with a white beard setting up a stall deep within the park.

He wore simple cloth clothes, and his beard was as white as snow.

The old man sat on a wooden stool, holding divination sticks in his hand.

"Xiang Fangyang, look at what that old man is doing," Li Zhou asked curiously.

Xiang Fangyang also felt interested in the stall-keeping old man, so he guided Li Zhou to walk closer.

They leaned in and saw that the old man was performing divination.

"Hello, old gentleman," Xiang Fangyang said with a smile, greeting the old man.

The old man raised his head, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Young men here for divination?"

Xiang Fangyang shrugged. "Actually, we were just passing by, but seeing you perform divination seemed quite interesting."

Li Zhou chimed in with praise. "That's right, old gentleman, can you really tell people's destinies?"

The old man smiled slightly and nodded. "I am just an ordinary mortal, capable of telling only small things."

Xiang Fangyang saw the expectant look in Li Zhou's eyes, smiled, and nodded.

He walked to the front of the old man and sat on the stool.

The old man looked deeply into Xiang Fangyang's face, as if searching for clues within it.

He gently stroked his beard, as if pondering something.

Finally, he spoke: "Young man, you are a fated person."

Xiang Fangyang's heart stirred, and he felt slightly more interested in the old man.

"Old gentleman, may I ask you to cast a fortune for me?"

The old man smiled and nodded. "Very well, since you are a fated person, I will cast a fortune for you for free." He took out a set of divination sticks and shook them quickly in his hand.

As the divination sticks shook, the old man gradually fell into a state of deep focus.

A few minutes later, the old man stopped his hand movements.

He put away the divination sticks, smiled, and looked at Xiang Fangyang, saying: "Young man, as you are about to step into a new realm, please maintain courage and firmness."

Xiang Fangyang asked in confusion after hearing this: "A new realm? Old gentleman, you speak too abstractly."

"Draw a lot first," the old man said.

Xiang Fangyang sat on the wooden stool, his back leaning against a flower bed enclosed by stones.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting onto him, while a gentle breeze brushed his face, bringing a refreshing sensation.

He closed his eyes slightly, gazing intently at the divination sticks in the old man's hand, waiting for him to shake them out a result.

On the old man's seemingly calm face, there was an aura of immortality and Daoist bone, making one think of the immortals in legends.

Xiang Fangyang felt as if he had fallen into an ancient and mysterious fairyland.

Finally, the old man began to shake the divination sticks intermittently in his hand.

The sticks made a faint sound, shimmering with strange light under the sun.

Xiang Fangyang watched the shaking divination sticks nervously, expecting clues to his future destiny hidden within them.

Time seemed to freeze; in this space and time, only Xiang Fangyang and the old man existed.

Xiang Fangyang watched the old man closely, waiting for his calculation.

The old man picked up an ancient book and opened one similar to the Book of Changes.

He propped his face with one hand, carefully observing every detail of Xiang Fangyang's face.

Then, he took Xiang Fangyang's hand and carefully examined the various lines and patterns on Xiang Fangyang's palm.

Xiang Fangyang's heart was filled with expectation and curiosity.

This old man gave an impression of immortality and Daoist bone, seeming to hide endless wisdom and power.

The aura he emanated made Xiang Fangyang feel as if he were in a mysterious and ancient world.

"Young man, you have a destiny unlike any other," the old man said slowly.

"Through my observation and calculation, you possess unimaginable potential and opportunities. You not only have extraordinary wisdom and technical abilities, but also a powerful fortune upon your body."

Hearing these words, Xiang Fangyang was deeply shocked.

Since childhood, he had known he was different and often received the support of mysterious forces at critical moments.

However, hearing such a direct and affirmative statement from this old man, he could not help but feel somewhat surprised.

The old man continued: "Xiang Fangyang, your facial features and palm lines both show that you will become a great leader. You possess more than one talent and can achieve outstanding accomplishments in various fields."

"However, it is precisely these talents that make you face huge challenges and responsibilities."

Xiang Fangyang felt a firm resolve surge within his heart.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room, netizens were sending comments one after another.

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Hearing the old man give Xiang Fangyang such a good divination result, the netizens all called him a liar.

Xiang Fangyang smiled and said to those netizens who doubted him: "It seems you really cannot stand others praising me. Interesting."

The old man simply gazed at Xiang Fangyang quietly, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

Seeing that the old man did not refute those netizens, Fang Yang took out a large wad of cash, stuffed it into the old man's hands, and said, "Master Zhang, this is my token of gratitude; please accept it."

The old man shook his head and politely declined Fang Yang's kindness with a smile.

"I cannot charge this much for a single session," the old man said calmly.

Despite this, Fang Yang insisted on placing the cash beside the old man.

"Master Zhang, please donate this to those in need. I believe such an act of kindness will become a force aiding my path forward." After speaking, Fang Yang turned and walked away from the old man.

After leaving, a sense of satisfaction rose within Fang Yang.

As Fang Yang departed, the old man continued to stand at the doorway, watching his retreating figure.

He knew that Fang Yang would embark on an extraordinary path, facing immense challenges along the way.

Yet the old man also believed that Fang Yang possessed boundless wisdom and would surely become a great leader.

Fang Yang glanced at his watch, realizing it was already lunchtime.

After a moment's thought, he decided to take Li Zhou to a relaxed lunch.

They arrived at a food stall.

As Fang Yang and Li Zhou entered the shop, someone in the live stream was questioning why Fang Yang chose to eat at a food stall.

A netizen joked, "When did this benefactor become so stingy? He won't even go to a top-tier restaurant."

Another humorously remarked, "I think he should set up the live stream in a five-star hotel."

Hearing these jokes, Fang Yang smiled and paid them no mind.

He loved the freedom and casual nature of the food stall, feeling that was where the most authentic flavors lay.

He ordered a portion of barbecue, ready to enjoy it thoroughly in front of the camera.

When the barbecue was placed before him, the aroma wafted up, making one's mouth water.

Fang Yang lifted his chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and began to savor it slowly.

As he sucked his fingers and licked his lips, a look of satisfaction gleamed in his eyes.

Watching Fang Yang enjoy the food with such focus, Li Zhou couldn't help but laugh.

"You are truly a foodie, Fang Yang," he said.

Fang Yang smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Li Zhou. Famous dishes are fine, but I prefer this authentic taste. Every bite lets me feel the lives of ordinary people; that is what I love."

Seeing Fang Yang's serious and focused expression, Li Zhou's admiration for him deepened further.

He understood that Fang Yang's success in various fields was not solely due to his golden finger.

He possessed a soul that craved authenticity, willing to connect with ordinary yet beautiful things.

The two continued to savor the food, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

Fang Yang used his phone to take a photo of the food on the table, adding a simple yet sincere caption: "Every bite is where the taste buds meet life."