"Fuck, what kind of bullshit fortune-telling is this? It's insane!"

Xiao Long's heart pounded wildly, feeling as if his entire being was exposed, like his deepest secrets had been laid bare.

Although Xiao Bai, Huang Mao, Da Hei, and Er Hei knew some of his secrets to varying degrees, it was unbelievable that a bald monk could figure it all out with just a few words.

If Mo Wen was like this, then his master must be even more extraordinary.