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Han Juncheng had a flat face and wore black-rimmed glasses. He sat beneath the roof and stared silently at the fortune teller.
The fortune teller gave a humble smile. "Mr. Han, I have already explained the situation. Do you think tonight is a good time for us to make a move?"
Han Juncheng let out a cold laugh. "When my father was still the Border Controller, I wouldn't have spared someone like you a second glance."
The fortune teller bobbed his head over and over. "An honor, Young Master Han. Truly. You have come out of respect for our master."
Han Juncheng gave a short, sharp snort. "Master? Who is your master? He Jiaqing? You clearly don't know who my father was. Back then, someone like He Jiaqing, the son of a businessman, wouldn't even get a chance to meet me in person."
The fortune teller kept his smile.
Han Juncheng was arrogant, that much was obvious. However, there was nothing aloof about him.
"You are making a move tonight," Han Juncheng said, expressing his dissatisfaction. "And you are only telling me now?"
"It's an emergency," the fortune teller replied carefully. "Originally, our master planned to wait for a better…"
"Stop rambling… What's the point of saying all that?" Han Juncheng interrupted impatiently. "Go prepare everything that needs to be prepared. We will make a move at midnight tonight. I really hate that place, Iron Gate Fort. A bunch of poor wretches who...
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