The man's words were like a storm, startling and shocking.
Ruan Qi and Xi Jiu stopped in unison.
Xi Jiu's expression changed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes to ask the man, "Mr. Zhuge, what do you mean by that?"
The middle-aged man didn't speak.
He slowly stood up from the lounge chair, hands clasped behind his back, and walked over to Ruan Qi, scrutinizing her with a discerning gaze.
Ruan Qi did not avoid it, meeting his eyes openly.
Zhuge Lang, seeing her gaze was clear and fearless, squinted slightly and nodded in satisfaction.
"Throughout history, those with great fortune have always had extraordinary Fate Patterns. Before I came, I was wondering who could have such a unique Fate Pattern. Now, I am enlightened."
After speaking, he turned his head toward the main house's gate, "Old Xi, how long do you plan to hide? Aren't you coming out yet?"
Immediately, hearty laughter came from the gate of the main house, startling a few birds perched on the tree branches.
