Ling Zhenfei did not know the young man's purpose, but he was sure there was one; otherwise, he wouldn't have said such things.

Bai Ling was also looking at this man curiously. After hearing Ling Zhenfei's words, she quickly chimed in, "I don't think we need to worry about the bus fare. This isn't a bus stop. There's no one asking for a few yuan to get home at the airport terminal. Moreover, his clothes might not look special, but all together they'd cost over one thousand yuan, and his shoes alone are worth more than one thousand yuan. Asking us for a few yuan to get home is simply impossible."

Bai Ling had sharp eyes and sized the man up from head-to-toe in an instant. Anyone who could afford shoes costing more than a thousand yuan shouldn't be begging. If that were the case, it would be highly unprofessional.

"Since he's not asking for money, he must be trying to strike up a conversation with you," Ling Zhenfei said, smiling, as he bantered with Bai Ling. He thought it was normal for such a beautiful girl like Bai Ling to be approached.

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at the man, who had remained silent until they were done, then he finally spoke, "You really got it wrong. Can't you tell from my attire that I'm a fortuneteller?"

Pfft!

Bai Ling couldn't help but burst into laughter. Ling Zhenfei also laughed and said, "Brother, how does your outfit resemble that of a fortuneteller?"

The man looked at his own clothing, smiled, and said, "That's not important. Don't mind these details. Let me introduce myself. My name is Little Immortal. I am truly a fortuneteller, and you're lucky to have met me today. Let me give you a reading; if it's inaccurate, no charge."

As soon as he mentioned no charge for an inaccurate reading, both Ling Zhenfei and Bai Ling became interested. They exchanged glances, understanding each other's thoughts; this man who dared to call himself Little Immortal must indeed have some abilities.

Bai Ling's eyes twinkled as she said, "Little Immortal, how can we know whether your prediction is accurate? How about giving us a small demonstration?"

"Sure, ask me anything; if my prediction is wrong, no charge," said Little Immortal, standing confidently before them.

"Okay, then predict who will pass in front of us shortly, what they will wear, carry, and their age," Ling Zhenfei casually asked.

Little Immortal smiled faintly, glanced at his watch, and calculated swiftly before saying, "If I said there would be men and women, young and old, dressed in a variety of clothes passing by, surely you'd hit me. So let me give you something specific.

Shortly, a line of flight attendants will pass in front of you, five in total, all very beautiful. They'll wear blue uniforms, pulling four black rolling suitcases and one red suitcase. One of the flight attendants will drop her badge."

Ling Zhenfei and Bai Ling were surprised, as most people would likely just say a group of flight attendants would pass by; yet, he gave such a detailed description.

"Are you sure? If even one detail is wrong, we won't consider it correct," Bai Ling skeptically retorted.

"Then let us wait and see!" Little Immortal spoke confidently and naturally took a seat next to Ling Zhenfei, looking quite self-assured.

Ling Zhenfei became even more suspicious of the man's intentions, feeling that there was more to him than met the eye. With so many people in the airport hall, how did he happen to approach him? Was it really just a coincidence?

After about five minutes, they suddenly saw a row of flight attendants approaching from afar. They wore blue uniforms and pulled black rolling suitcases, one of which was indeed red. All of them wore metal badges on their chests, uniformly arranged.

Bai Ling chuckled and was about to speak as he pointed toward a flight attendant's badge. Suddenly, one of their badges fell off, bouncing right in front of Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei quickly bent down, picked it up, and handed it to the panicked flight attendant.

"Thank you!" the attractive flight attendant said, then continued moving forward in the queue.

Ling Zhenfei and Bai Ling were both amazed. Who exactly was this Little Immortal, and how had he predicted everything so accurately? If he could truly foresee everything so accurately, that was a bit terrifying. Did this person really possess Immortal Techniques?

"Don't look at me with those eyes. I've seen them too many times. Now that I've demonstrated my divination skills, you have to believe me, right?" Little Immortal said with a confident smile.

"Yes, absolutely, you should calculate for us properly," Bai Ling called out before Ling Zhenfei could even speak.

"Then hold on a moment. Let me tell you about my fee structure before you make a decision," the man waved at Bai Ling to calm her excitement.

"What's the rate?" Ling Zhenfei felt that if the predictions were really that accurate, a higher price would be acceptable.

Little Immortal shook his head and explained, "Divination is about revealing heavenly secrets and defying the heavens, so it severely harms one's lifespan. Naturally, the prices are very high. Generally, I have two pricing options: the first is cash, two million; the second is a year of lifespan."

Hearing Little Immortal's words, Ling Zhenfei and Bai Ling were both shocked. Two million and a year's lifespan were a bit too outrageous unless someone was very wealthy or needed to know something extremely important. Who would pay such a high price for a prediction?

"Are you joking? I won't even mention two million, but a year of lifespan, what kind of price is that? Can you actually take someone's lifespan?" Bai Ling was the first to question, hardly believing what was happening.

"Meeting me is your fortune; not everyone has this luck. My prices are very reasonable. Some people like money, those who don't have money can trade their lifespan. You could ask me to predict the numbers for the next double-color ball lottery; perhaps you could win five million. As for a year of lifespan, it's not much. Countless people around the world would hope to trade a year of lifespan for a chance to win five million, don't you think?" His face remained calm as if he was discussing a routine matter.

According to his reasoning, it seemed right. If his predictions were that accurate, spending two million to earn five million seemed like a very good deal. Indeed, there were people in dire situations who, if given the chance, wouldn't mind trading even ten years of lifespan.

"If I give you two million, can you really predict accurately?" Bai Ling asked, quite skeptical about the whole thing.

"Didn't you see how accurate my prediction was just now? Moreover, that prediction was given for free," Little Immortal still smiled faintly, making him seem somewhat unreal.

"All right, calculate for us whether this trip to Modu will be smooth. If it's accurate, I'll give you two million," Bai Ling decided resolutely.

"Sorry, but you need to pay upfront," Little Immortal stretched out his hand toward Bai Ling.

Bai Ling said somewhat angrily, "Are you joking? Where am I supposed to get two million yuan right now?"

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