Demon Lord 3

Seeing him challenging me, I decided to accept the challenge. His attitude was also very arrogant, believing that everything I had just said was wrong. After all, in his mind, all my thoughts were empty talk. For example, regarding the matter I just mentioned, I actually wanted to ask something else, but he asked me to read my heart, so I had to let him read my thoughts. This money seemed to be misdirected. After listening to him, I asked him if he wanted to read it. He shook his head and said that he was a fortune teller and of course he couldn't let others read his fortune. After all, he had to pay for the reading, and he didn't have that money. He was running a business to support his family, so there was no need to waste money and time here. After listening to him, I smiled and swaggered into his stall. He asked me what I was doing. I asked him to sit across from me and help him solve a problem that had been bothering him since childhood. He didn't believe me, so I asked him to do it. If he couldn't do it, I would give him more money. After I finished speaking, I pulled a purse from my pocket. When I opened it, the heavy silver flashed before his eyes. He nodded slightly and sat down across from me. If I truly hadn't helped him, and if he'd fulfilled his wish, he'd have taken all my money. But if I had, I wouldn't ask for any money. I'd just ask him to say he was convinced. This request wasn't difficult for him, so after a moment's thought, he agreed. I first explained that he didn't earn money to support his family. After all, there was no one else in his family besides him. If he made up stories about his parents, or a wife and children, they were all fake. He was the only one in his family. This was something I'd seen from his horoscope, not just some random guess to try to understand my inner thoughts. After I finished speaking, he nodded. He asked me if what I could tell him would solve his biggest psychological barrier, not that he didn't have parents, a wife, or children. I didn't try to guess what he was thinking and continued to say that he actually had parents and relatives in this world, but they were not here for some reason. After saying this, he was slightly stunned, and then asked in disbelief what I meant? I saw that he was finally moved, so I decided to continue talking. However, he suddenly realized something and said that he had been here for a long time and many people knew him. People around him who were familiar with him also knew about the situation in his family. If I had wanted to warn him earlier, I would definitely have asked him about it. Seeing that he didn't believe me, I continued to say that there was nothing wrong with him having relatives in this world, but he had seen his relatives after he became an adult. Once, he got lost by accident. He asked me where I was. I said that he was on the train going to his neighbor's house. He seemed to have met someone before, who was his former neighbor and could inquire about the whereabouts of his parents. He listened to his neighbor and got on the train. When changing trains, he fell asleep because he was too tired. His parents came here to look for him and passed by him by accident. He vaguely remembered that he was not asleep at first. When he woke up, the train almost passed by, so he went to chase the train and didn't pay attention to the situation in the waiting hall. After he came back, he scolded his neighbor, saying that his neighbor It wasn't true at all. At that time, the war was intensifying, and he could only hide in the city, afraid to leave. After hearing this, he stood up and said, "Who are you? How did you know all this? My neighbor couldn't possibly know as much as you do, right?" But then he thought about it and decided it might be the neighbor who told me. After all, he'd said it when he came back to confront him. He sat back down again. Seeing he still didn't believe it, I continued, saying his parents had come to look for him because of the war, so they couldn't leave or enter the city freely. They stayed for a while and then left. Because they didn't have permanent residency here, they'd completely lost touch with him when he returned. He was even more skeptical, saying I was just making this up, after all, there was nothing to verify. Seeing he refused to admit defeat, I also felt that he might have a certain amount of pride in him. But how could someone so arrogant live so long? What path would this person take from now on?