"Are you a Home Cultivator?" the elder asked in surprise as he looked at Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng didn't speak.
This old man's experience was indeed rich. He had recognized Li Banfeng's Fourth Layer Technique.
"That can't be right. You move so fast, aren't you a Traveling Cultivator? Or did you cultivate in two Taoist Sects? But you can't Dual Cultivate in Home and Traveling Cultivation…"
Li Banfeng stopped wasting words with the fortune-teller. His mind was now consumed only by anger, furious at being played by this fortune-teller.
"My dear, it's time for dinner!" Li Banfeng dragged the fortune-teller into the Portable Residence.
"My love, have you left Fool's City?" the Phonograph asked, overjoyed.
"Not yet," Li Banfeng tossed the fortune-teller in front of the Phonograph. "Anyway, let's eat first."
The fortune-teller looked at the Phonograph, sizing it up and down, and asked, "Are you his House Spirit?"
The Phonograph let out a cold laugh. "You've got good eyesight."
