Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1555: Diviner

Chapter 1555: Chapter 1555: Diviner

The snow of the Northern Border carries the scent of death.

Quillermo Ridge’s pants were soaked, and after freezing, walking became very difficult.

"Master, everyone in the city is searching for your whereabouts. I suggest..."

Before Quillermo Ridge could finish, Julius Reed interrupted him: "If they want to die, I’m willing to grant them their wish. At six tonight, come to the address I mentioned to you."

"Understood!"

Quillermo Ridge touched his throat, his face showing fear.

"Don’t worry, once we reach the dining place, we will naturally help you detoxify." Julius Reed chuckled: "You can also go to the city and find someone to check, I guarantee they won’t figure out what kind of poison this is."

"Rest assured! Since I have sincerely come to you, I won’t do anything foolish. Thank you, Master, for sparing my life, I will be there on time tonight!" Quillermo Ridge bowed deeply, mounted his snowmobile, and sped towards the Town.

Watching him leave, Elaenor Wood spoke softly from the side: "In this world, only you dare to use gummy candy as poison and truly fool people."

"It’s mainly about having strong power." Julius Reed took out a gummy candy from his pocket, unwrapped it, threw it into his mouth, and gently chewed.

"For someone with capability, if you call candy poison, they would surely believe it. But if someone lacks skill, even if it’s real poison, they won’t believe."

Pointing to the emblem on his clothing, Julius Reed smiled: "Just like this piece of clothing, it’s a symbol of identity."

"Ridiculous!" Elaenor Wood found it hard to understand why a martial artist like Quillermo Ridge would actually believe a candy was deadly poison.

Decades of martial arts, was it all wasted?

"Is the tea house safe?" Julius Reed rubbed his hands, gently breathed warm air on them.

Finally, he would meet Quella Radcliffe again.

But as a man, many times it’s impossible to balance career and family.

If he couldn’t regain control of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance and completely eradicate the Undead Tribe, then Quella Radcliffe would only live in endless danger.

"In the Town, Dragon Tea House is absolutely safe. Zain Ellsworth has already settled your wife; in another hour, you’ll face trouble—" Elaenor Wood pointed to the three women behind him: "Have you figured out how to explain?"

"I don’t want to." Julius Reed walked briskly through the snow with his hands behind his back: "When the car arrives at the mountain, there’ll be a way, when the ship reaches the bridge, it will naturally go straight!"

"Bragging!" Elaenor Wood shook his head and followed closely.

White snow!

Can’t hide the Town people’s hunting heart.

Many snowmobiles raced across the snowy ground, stirring up waves of snow.

Where there is snow, there’s surely a stove!

Dragon Tea House.

A tea house with a long, illustrious history of four hundred years.

Established when the Town first rose, located in the city’s center.

Thus, even during the economically booming era where every inch of land was precious, Dragon Tea House occupied thousands of square feet in the downtown prime area.

Fire stove, dim lights.

And people playing cards.

Dragon Tea House, for four hundred years, maintained its unique style.

This place is full of strong people, and the shopkeeper is a renowned Great Grandmaster.

No matter who you are, upon entering the tea house, you must adhere to its rules.

"Harry River, I heard you have the power of three-eye clairvoyance. Today, tell me where the bosses want the person to be?"

Inside the tea house.

A middle-aged man, wearing an exquisite cotton coat and a mink fur hat, drunkenly spoke.

In front of him sat an old man, skinny and wearing simple clothes.

A cup of wine was placed in front of the old man.

But the cup seemed empty.

His name was Harry River, a famous diviner in the Town.

He was also called a miracle worker.

Of course, most people didn’t believe in him.

The diviner industry, from ancient times, has always existed.

Whether it actually has effects or is just purely tricking people, no one can provide a concrete answer.

Harry River’s lineage was thin.

He didn’t even have apprentices.

If he died, this art would also perish.

"Old Master Danvers, you want a reading?" Harry River sat cross-legged on the heated kang bed, hands constantly warming over the side stove.

It was clear that the old man was quite desolate.

"Of course! You old rascal read accurately. Others don’t know, but I, Caelum Danvers, know very clearly!"

Bang!

Caelum Danvers pulled a Gold Ingot from his bosom and slammed it down in front of Harry River: "Read accurately, and it’ll be ten times!"

"What if it’s not accurate?"

Harry River lifted his wine cup and turned it upside down, only to find only a few drops inside.

He licked the cup, still craving more.

"If not accurate, then your lineage might become extinct." Caelum Danvers chuckled as he looked at him.

Such a smile was eerie.

"Very odd. Here in the Town, everyone calls me a miracle worker, a fraud. But why does your Phoenix Sect’s boss, believe in me, an old man?" Harry River pointed to his shabby clothes: "If I were a true diviner, wouldn’t everyone come to me, would I be so destitute?"

"Do you believe in immortality?"

Caelum Danvers put his hands in his pockets, smiling at Harry River.

"I don’t believe."

Harry River shook his head.

He was a diviner, naturally reclusive.

But speaking of immortality, it was simply elusive.

"Riggs!" Caelum Danvers reached out his hand, and a bald young man behind him immediately handed over a dark weapon box.

"Boss Danvers, it’s not as if you need to silence me permanently, this is Dragon Tea House; you understand the rules." Harry River was shocked inside.

Not good!

"Don’t be afraid!" Caelum Danvers took the revolver, unlocked the safety, and slowly unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his chest.

"Want to check?"

He tossed the dark weapon box to Harry River.

Harry River took the box and carefully checked it.

It was real.

"What is this..." He handed the box back, very puzzled.

"You don’t believe in immortality, and some don’t believe in divination." Caelum Danvers accepted the box, aimed it at his own chest: "But I believe in immortality, therefore I also believe in divination."

Whoosh!

As the word fell, Caelum Danvers pulled the trigger!

The dart pierced his heart, hitting the wall behind.

"Hiss..."

Caelum Danvers subtly frowned, putting his clothes back on with some pain. "Now, can you divine?"

Harry River was stunned.

He heard rumors that a group of peculiar people came to the Town, granting several locally renowned Great Grandmasters immortality.

But he thought it was just hearsay!

Birth, aging, illness, and death are the cyclical nature of the Heavenly Dao.

Immortality?

Is it real?

Gulp.

Harry River swallowed, almost instinctively picking up his wine cup, only to find no wine inside.

"If there’s no issue, then please proceed." Caelum Danvers was slightly pale, his eyes somewhat like those of a dead man.

"Alright!"

Harry River pulled out a stack of tarot cards from his pocket, continuously shuffling.

Muttering incantations under his breath.

Like martial arts practitioners, diviners have strong spiritual power and can achieve Unity of Heaven and Man, blending into the surrounding Spiritual Energy.

Suddenly!

He opened his eyes and drew a few cards.

"The person you’re looking for..." Harry River repeatedly confirmed that he hadn’t made a mistake.

Sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Where?" Caelum Danvers’s eyes carried a hint of excitement!

"In..." Harry River twitched his nose, hands trembling.

Smart people know what should be said and what shouldn’t.

He looked up and saw two masked young men entering the Dragon Tea House.

"I must leave first!"

Bang!

Harry River leapt up, disappearing entirely.

But at the doorway!

Julius Reed halted his steps.

"What’s wrong?" Elaenor Wood asked puzzledly.

"I felt a pair of eyes staring at me." Julius Reed glanced around, slightly furrowing his brows: "It seems like someone is deducing our path."