Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1560: Chapter 1560: Unpredictable

Harry River began learning divination at the age of seven and is now sixty-six.

In fifty-nine years, he has conducted thirteen hundred and seventy-two readings.

Not once did he fail!

Not once did he recalculate!

As long as he calculates, he’s definitely accurate!

This is confidence, and even more so, skill.

Though he dresses simply and looks like a beggar, there’s no one in the entire divination world stronger than him.

The more talented and capable a person is, the stranger their character often is.

In fact, that’s very normal.

Using ordinary people’s thinking to understand a genius, that’s foolish.

Mention Harry River, and perhaps few would recognize him.

But if you mention the number one divination god, Jesse River!

Everyone knows that.

Only unfortunately, Jesse River vanished after setting records with eight hundred flawless readings.

Strangely disappeared.

For decades, there was no news.

His disappearance brought down half of the divination world.

Many lamented, curious about where this genius had gone.

But as time passed, it seemed everyone had forgotten this legend.

He is now Harry River.

Stealing some takeout every day, in ragged clothes, living in poverty.

But Harry River doesn’t think so.

Living happily is most important.

If he had left just half a step later back then, he might have encountered peril.

A tree that stands tall in the forest must be subject to the wind.

Jesse River, under the alias Harry River, stayed in Town for decades.

But known as the top genius in divination, whose predictions never failed, he broke precedent and calculated again.

The result was the same.

Caelum Danvers will die today!

And die very swiftly!

Divination is a form of prediction.

Many things can be changed.

It’s what people call a matter of chance.

But now the prediction results show that Caelum Danvers’ death seems inevitable.

No matter what, it cannot be changed.

Harry River doesn’t believe it!

He reshuffles!

Recalculates!

The result is still the same!

He has never encountered something that’s a hundred percent certain.

Not changeable, no matter what?

Or maybe delay Caelum Danvers’ death till tomorrow?

Harry River reshuffles again!

“How about it?” Julius Reed spoke calmly, “Tell me the result. Am I supposed to kill Old Master Danvers today or not? And if I tell you, I won’t kill Caelum Danvers today?”

“Whether you kill him or not, Caelum Danvers will certainly…”

Before he finished speaking, Harry River was stunned again.

He reopened a reading!

But it showed that Caelum Danvers would not die today?

Bearing the reputation of a genius, Harry River has always been conceited!

But now, for the first time, he doubts himself!

Doubts his professional capability!

After being reclusive for decades, Harry River has always been honing his skills!

Just now, it repeatedly showed that Caelum Danvers was doomed.

But now, it shows that Caelum Danvers will not die!

No matter what, he will not die!

Harry River is sweating profusely!

The hand holding the cards trembles slightly.

“Are you not done yet?” Julius Reed raised his teacup, took a sip, and smiled.

“Almost!” Harry River took a deep breath!

Reshuffles again!

Ten times in a row, it showed that Caelum Danvers won’t die.

Harry River was dumbfounded.

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“What if I tell you now that I must kill Caelum Danvers today?” Julius Reed said with confidence.

“Then…” Harry River, somewhat fearful, lowered his head to look at the result.

Death!

Caelum Danvers will certainly die.

He was devastated.

“If you can’t figure it out, then why not figure out whether you’ll die today?” Julius Reed crossed his legs, not in a rush to get an answer.

Harry River swallowed.

Reshuffles and opens a reading.

The chance of dying is fifty percent, and the chance of not dying is fifty percent!

It’s like not calculating at all!

A 50-50 chance means unable to calculate!

Harry River doesn’t believe it!

He repeatedly reshuffles and recalculates, but the result is still 50-50.

It’s a useless reading.

Can’t figure it out.

“Then I won’t kill you.” As soon as Julius Reed finished speaking, Harry River’s reading immediately showed that he wouldn’t die.

He raised his head.

Stopped calculating.

“Legend says, when someone’s power is very strong, they can change the reading. In fifty-nine years, this is the first time I’ve encountered this.”

Harry River laughed.

Death?

It doesn’t exist!

Caelum Danvers will surely die!

The person in front of him, able to influence the reading, must be extremely powerful!

“May I boldly ask, who are you?” Harry River wanted to know if the answer in his heart was correct.

“The answer is what you have in mind,” Julius Reed said, and Harry River shuddered.

Then he continued to eat and drink as if nothing had happened.

“Calculate, who poisoned me back then?” Julius Reed picked up the teacup, filled it, and drank it in one go.

Calculating the future is about possibilities.

But calculating the past involves facts.

“How do you know who I am?” Harry River opened a drink, looking more composed.

Given that he had once frightened even his own grandmaster to death, it’s very normal for the reading to be inaccurate.

After all, what’s in front is a monster.

“In this world, anyone who sees me and runs away must be afraid of me. And that familiar feeling seems to remind me… was it your grandmaster?”

Julius Reed thought for a moment and guessed that this fortune teller was probably Jesse River.

A genius!

“Correct.” Harry River nodded, “My grandmaster was reckless after his achievements, daring to predict the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance’s Grand Master, which resulted in his body exploding, beyond saving.”

“I haven’t heard of it.” Julius Reed pushed aside the teacup and looked at Harry River, “In the entire divination world, only you can calculate past events, others can’t. So, I came to find you today.”

This statement was false.

It was just a coincidence that he encountered Harry River while the latter was freeloading.

Unfamiliar with Town’s people and places, even with intelligence networks, one couldn’t track down a genius like Harry River, who comes and goes without a trace.

Otherwise, why hadn’t anyone discovered when Harry River fooled the heavens back then?

“It takes a lot, I’ll be very tired.” Harry River sighed.

This is defying the heavens!

In divination, besides him, no one else can calculate the past.

“Please.” Julius Reed extended a hand, and Harry River immediately began reshuffling knowingly.

Five minutes later.

Harry River was panting heavily, grabbed the teapot, and poured it directly into his mouth.

“I’m telling you, this really drains you! I won’t be able to divine for a month.” Harry River wiped the liquid from the corner of his mouth and pushed several cards in front of Julius Reed.

“I’m starving…”

He was exhausted!

Everything has a way!

Divination, a high-level art.

A person seeking divination needs to have a strong body to communicate with the surrounding environment.

Julius Reed took the cards and spread them on the table.

“Someone!”

He shouted loudly! At this, Quillermo Ridge was so scared that he fainted.

“What’s the matter?” The people from the Phoenix Sect came over, glancing around continuously.

To dare sit at the first table, they must have some background.

“Hungry, get some food first.” Julius Reed was playing with the cards, speaking indifferently.

“The banquet hasn’t started yet, you can’t…”

Whoosh!

Julius Reed sharply slapped the table, splashing tea on the Phoenix Sect disciple’s face: “Do you see this box of hidden weapons on the table? If I don’t see food in three minutes, I’ll feed you one!”