At the same time.
Feng Wu kept her unblinking gaze on Ranmil.
She had always firmly believed that no matter how good an actor a person was, in the event of an unexpected confrontation, they wouldn’t have enough time to put their mask on, and that was the easiest moment to spot their true self.
If Ranmil was as innocent as she was said to be and knew little of worldly affairs, her reaction should reflect her true feelings accordingly as an inexperienced girl.
For instance, she could look embarrassed and flustered, and she might blush…
However —
Ranmil only stiffened for a brief moment. She recovered almost immediately and smiled a little. “Of course. Please roll the dice. Young Lord Feng is so lucky that I almost want to borrow some of his luck.”
As she spoke, her hand casually brushed against Feng Xun’s arm.
“Well, that’s interesting.” The white fairy chuckled when she saw this.
Feng Wu looked at her in bewilderment.
The white fairy said, “That princess touched the silly boy’s arm. She was actually trying to turn her luck around by taking his.”
“Turn her luck around?” Feng Wu frowned. “Is that a standard operation?”
Although that wasn’t the expression the white fairy would use, she knew what Feng Wu meant.
She found Feng Wu’s words quite novel at times.
The white fairy said, “That’s right. That princess looks so innocent, but she has so many tricks. She definitely has a capable master. This is very interesting.”
On the other side of the shelves, all eyes were on Feng Xun.
When he rolled the dice for himself, he could find everything he wanted. Would he be equally lucky when he helped other people? If that was the case…
The others became a little excited.
Feng Xun got 2 and 2 this time.
He said happily, “22 a good number. It’s Xiao Wu’s favorite.”
Feng Wu was speechless when she saw what was in lattice No. 22.
That was because —
It indeed contained something nice, very nice.
It was the Replacement Talisman.
She said, “This Ranmil really is unbelievably lucky.”
“Didn’t you see her take another person’s luck?” The white fairy smirked.
Feng Wu said, “Are you saying that she stole luck from more than one person?”
The white fairy nodded. “She’s only a Spiritual Lord now and can only steal luck from a handful of people. As her cultivation level rises, she’ll be able to take more and more… The consequences will be unimaginable.”
Feng Wu asked, “What will happen to the people whose luck is stolen?”
The white fairy gave her a half-smile. “What do you think? The mildest case is that the person will be extremely unlucky for a few years until they slowly regain their luck. In severe cases, however, the person may be overwhelmed by ill fortune which will haunt them until they die in misery.”
Feng Wu frowned. “She’s hurting innocent lives.”
The white fairy chuckled. “For those who practice such evil techniques, the first lesson they learn is to show little regard for other people’s lives. Innocent lives are the last thing on her mind.”
Feng Wu didn’t know what to say.
Putting her hands behind her back, the white fairy smiled. “I think I know who her master is.”
Feng Wu asked, “Who?”
The white fairy said. “Red March, the head of the Five Poisons Sect.”
Feng Wu frowned. “I’ve never heard of this person before.”
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