"Why do you keep staring at me? Have I become more handsome after my promotion?" Xia Jing joked. "Had I known, I should have asked the court for the title 'Handsome Marquis' instead of 'Marquis Xuan Ying.'
"Heir, you are a bit too narcissistic," Long Xiao sneered. "He is looking at your fortune."
"Oh?" Xia Jing was somewhat surprised. "You understand this craft?"
Zhao Xing was butchering a turtle during the Sacrificial Soul Pass, but Xia Jing didn't even glance at it. The reason was simple: he couldn't stand the fishy smell of sea vessels.
"I know a thing or two."
"Then what have you seen?" Xia Jing asked with a smile. "How are our fortunes?"
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Xing said, "I did notice something. There is great fortune, but also great disaster. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."
Long Xiao laughed and said, "I believe it. Last time you said I would have good luck, and a few days later, I had a breakthrough. I think you might actually have some skill."
