I really am a fortune teller

However, just to be on the safe side, Wei Chen still asked the system.

"The female ghost that Lü Jiankai saw really exists."

100%

"The female ghost beside Lü Jiankai was sent by someone to harm him."

100%

So it was a talisman ghost. No wonder it wasn't so easy to spot. Maybe the female ghost was nearby, but just couldn't see her.

Not all female ghosts can be seen by those with the ability to see ghosts. Even Wei Chen, who has the natural ability to see ghosts, doesn't have that ability because the other party is using a talisman ghost, not an ordinary ghost.

Simply put, a talisman ghost is a ghost kept by cultivators. It usually hides in talismans and is only summoned when needed. Fang Jiamo, who appeared in the house before, was actually Wei Qingshan's talisman ghost.

Lu Jiankai sat opposite Wei Chen, tilted his head, looked at Wei Chen and said, "Tell me, what's wrong with me? Why is it always someone who tries to harm me?"

"Can you still see that female ghost now?" Wei Chen asked bluntly.

"No, it's over." Lü Jiankai said in a muffled voice, "But my misfortune is not over. After wearing this jade pendant, I have indeed never seen that ghost again, which makes me quite happy."

“That means our talismans worked.” Wei Chen sighed and said, “You can’t say our talismans had no effect at all. You’ve clearly gained the upper hand, yet you’re still criticizing us. Isn’t that going too far?”

Wei Chen's words made Lü Jiankai's face turn slightly red: "I had no other choice, did I? Who wants to die?"

That makes some sense. Wei Chen sighed and continued, "Your problem isn't too serious. Can you tell me where you work? Who are the people around you? Or what your birth date and time are like? If you have photos of those people, that would be even better."

"Do you need the names and appearances of everyone in our gang?" As expected of someone who grew up on the streets, Lü Jiankai's words were full of thuggishness.

"I don't need all of them, just those at your level. Do you have photos?" Wei Chen asked.

Lü Jiankai pulled out his phone and found a group photo: "Basically all the main members are here."

Wei Chen glanced at it and then began asking the system questions one by one.

The system only said 100% when it asked a man in a plaid shirt and gold-rimmed glasses.

Wei Chen continued, "This person didn't do it himself."

100%

"This person sent his trusted confidants to kill him."

0%

"This person used outside hired killers."

100%

"The people he hired were from an assassin organization."

0%

"He hired professional hitmen."

100%

Retail investors, huh? However, Wei Chen knew better than anyone that these assassins in the martial arts world all had their own registration system; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to accept missions. It's just like how all fortune tellers stay in their own special attics.

"I've figured it out." In Lü Jiankai's view, Wei Chen had only glanced at the photo and had already calculated everything that needed to be calculated.

Lu Jiankai raised an eyebrow, looking at Wei Chen with surprise, and said, "Even if you're out, you're not lying to me, are you?"

Wei Chen coughed, realizing he had forgotten about those fancy tricks. Many fortune tellers without star signs were particularly good at conning people and had all sorts of elaborate schemes. For example, if the fortune teller in the shop were to handle this matter, they would definitely go through a lot of mystical and supernatural rituals, making themselves seem like they were possessed by a ghost, before finally giving the answer.

Even the most skilled fortune tellers will resort to some mystification. There's no way around it; people these days are just like that—if you tell them directly, nine times out of ten they won't believe you.

Wei Chen said calmly, "I can tell a person's character just by looking at their face. If you don't believe me, you can investigate yourself. The person who wants to harm you is this guy in the plaid shirt. He's a freelance assassin hired from outside, not someone from an assassin organization. But I believe your name should be on the list of assassins who accept missions. You can check it yourself."

Lu Jiankai's eyes widened, and he grabbed the phone to start dialing.

Wei Chen wasn't in a hurry. After all, anything produced by the system was guaranteed to be of high quality. Could the system's words be false?

Wei Chen sat there calmly, reading a novel and playing games for a while.

Lu Jiankai finally finished the call.

With a loud thud, Lü Jiankai slammed the phone to the ground, where it shattered into pieces.

Zhou Bapi called out worriedly from outside, "Wei Chen, are you alright?"

"Get out!" Lü Jiankai roared.

Wei Chen suddenly felt that Zhou Bapi was actually quite adorable; at least he was one of the people in his shop, and Zhou Bapi knew how to take care of him.

Wei Chen said to Zhou Bapi outside, "It's okay, I'm fine, don't worry."

Zhou Bapi quickly said, "It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright. Just don't fight inside."

Wei Chen looked at Lü Jiankai calmly: "Why did you smash the phone? Was what I said correct?"

Unexpectedly, Lü Jiankai grabbed Wei Chen's leg and refused to let go, saying, "Master, you're absolutely right, you're so accurate."

Wei Chen sighed: "Shall we continue?"

Lu Jiankai wiped away his tears and was startled: "Is there more?"

He's such a reckless fool, he doesn't understand anything.

Wei Chen asked the system directly: "The injuries on Lü Jiankai's body were also caused by someone else. Someone tampered with his body."

100%

Wei Chen thought of himself, so he continued to say to the system, "Lu Jiankai has been poisoned."

100%

"If Lü Jiankai continues to fight or compete with others, he could easily die."

100%

Wei Chen understood now. He looked Lü Jiankai up and down and said indifferently, "Stretch out your arm."

Because I just told Lü Jiankai the result so directly, it lacked any class and instead made Lü Jiankai suspicious.

So now, Wei Chen plans to pull off a big heist, not only to make the other party believe that he can make any prediction, but also to make them believe that he is an omnipotent charlatan, no, a fortune teller.

Lu Jiankai stretched out his hand with a bewildered look on his face.

Wei Chen pulled Lü Jiankai back to his seat, checked Lü Jiankai's pulse, examined his injuries, and did a thorough examination, sighing with regret as he did so.

Lu Jiankai felt uneasy under Wei Chen's gaze. After Wei Chen finally finished all his work, he cautiously asked, "Master, what's wrong with me?"

While examining the other party, Wei Chen also consulted the system, and basically determined what exactly was wrong with Lü Jiankai.

Wei Chen sighed: "When you usually cultivate, after your spiritual energy has circulated through the body for one cycle, don't you feel a needle-like pain three inches below your navel?"

Lu Jiankai stared at Wei Chen in disbelief, then knelt down with a thud and grabbed Wei Chen's thigh, exclaiming, "Master, you're amazing! How did you even know this?"

Just then, a waiter came in to refill the tea and witnessed the scene. He was so shocked that he dropped the teapot he was holding.