"Based on my prediction, he's about to return home. Just wait for him in the tea room."

"Truly?"

Suddenly, Xu Qing burst into laughter through her tears, even crying out loud.

Zhou Xuan pointed at his cloth banner and said, "Anything else can be faked, but fortune-telling done by the heavens cannot be falsified. Stay here and wait; don't go anywhere else. Your husband, working tirelessly day and night retrieving corpses, can barely hold on with sheer willpower alone.

Once he's home, that willpower will disperse, and he'll need someone to care for him."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Young Master, for the reminder. Thank you."

"It's but a trifling matter, not worth thanking me for. Miss Xu, I must take my leave."

Zhou Xuan shook his cloth banner and started walking toward Zhao Wuya and the Big Black Donkey. As he walked, he called out, "Predictions—fortune-telling and divination! Predictions of fateful encounters within the world. Divining for those who crash against human destiny."

When Zhao Wuya saw Zhou Xuan leave the shop, he hurriedly asked, "Brother Xuan, that girl was crying and laughing—what kind of a spell did you cast on her?"

"I'll give you one chance: reorganize your wording. What do you mean by 'spell'?!"

"Did you accurately predict her future then?"

"Whether the prediction is accurate or not isn't important. What's important is that I resolved her troubles."

Zhou Xuan continued walking north, his steps light as if he were treading on a gust of wind. Wherever the wind blew, he followed.

"Dragon Seeking Step Method—Dragon Walk."

As soon as Zhao Wuya saw Zhou Xuan's footwork, he immediately recognized it … After completing one deal, Zhou Xuan burned an inch of incense.

"Oh dear, you snatched up yet another piece of good fortune! One deal, one inch of incense—you burn it so fast even the gods couldn't match you."

Both envious and jealous, Zhao Wuya muttered as Zhou Xuan, unintentionally urging the "Dragon Walk" step method, had already traversed half the street.

"Brother Xuan, wait for me! You should know you're walking way too fast now!"

Zhao Wuya lightly patted the donkey's rump, urging the Big Black Donkey to chase after Zhou Xuan.

…

After Zhou Xuan and Zhao Wuya left, Xu Qing pulled down the tea room's banner, deciding not to take in customers or do business today.

She wanted to properly wait for her husband to return home.

"The mountain man said Ah Sheng went to retrieve bodies; he must be parched. I need to prepare a vat of tea for him in advance."

The remaining tea in the shop wasn't plentiful. She poured all of it into the drain behind the shop, then fetched well water drawn the night before and poured it into the tea kettle.

As the well water entered the pot, she added some tea leaves and found the nearby pastry shop owner to grit her teeth and buy a tin of milk and a slice of butter, which she also added to the tea kettle.

She had a distant relative from Snow Mountain Prefecture, where people loved adding milk and butter to tea. As a child, she'd watched this relative brew milk tea several times and had learned how to do it herself.

But in Mingjiang Prefecture, people weren't accustomed to drinking milk tea. On top of that, the cost of milk tea was prohibitively high—most ordinary folks couldn't afford to spend on such luxury, even when passing through.

Today, with the impending reunion with her husband, Xu Qing decided to brew a pot of creamy milk tea to nourish him.

When the milk tea was ready, Xu Qing placed the kettle on the table to cool.

But once the tea cooled too much, it became overly gamey, leaving her no choice but to reheat the overly chilled tea on the coal stove.

Alternating between heating and cooling, the milk tea fluctuated between warm and cold until, after several rounds, Xu Qing caught a glimpse of her husband's figure.

Her husband, Zhang Sheng, used to be a cloth shoe shop owner, carrying a scholarly air. Each day upon leaving the house, he meticulously tidied his long robe to ensure it was pristine. But today, he stood shirtless, his black cloth pants tattered, resembling a beggar fleeing from famine.

Leaning against the doorframe, Xu Qing's eyes turned red upon seeing her husband's condition.

"Ah Sheng!"

Her urgent call brought Zhang Sheng to retrieve a pair of shimmering gold bracelets from his tightly secured bag, sheepishly grinning as he held them out and said, "Bought you bracelets! Bought them at Liu's Shop."

In Mingjiang Prefecture, common folks often turned to goldsmiths to forge gold jewelry. The craftsmanship was rough, but the labor costs were cheap—not even a fifth of those at the renowned big-name gold shops.

Liu's Shop, located in Mingdong District, was famous for its premium gold offerings. Every bracelet from the shop bore the trademark "Golden Liu," making it fashionable among young women of noble households.

When girlfriends gathered, they'd compare their bracelets, taking them off at the wrist to show off the "Golden Liu" marker—a guaranteed way to stand out.

Clutching the gold bracelets tightly, Zhang Sheng hurried to Xu Qing, carefully grabbed her delicate hand, and gently slipped the bracelets onto her wrist, beaming as he said,

"Ah Qing, you wouldn't believe how much I made—6,500 yuan! Tomorrow, we'll close the tea room and you can focus on resting at home. And when we have a child, it'll be chubby and healthy.

I'm planning to expand the shoe shop again and turn the business even more prosperous."

Xu Qing, her tears falling as she listened, lightly patted Zhang Sheng on the shoulder and said, "You mustn't go retrieving bodies anymore. Money is important, but you are even more important. You're the backbone of our family—you can't afford to collapse."

"Who said I went to retrieve bodies? I didn't! I went to transport coal with a friend."

"Don't make up nonsense. Just now, a brilliant fortune-teller predicted you went to Mingxi as a Waterman and even said that your cousin cheated you out of money. If anything happens, you have to tell me—I'm very worried about you."

As those words left her lips,

Zhang Sheng froze utterly in place, standing silent for a long while before finally muttering, "He's truly an excellent diviner—a genuinely good man."

"Indeed, a good man," Xu Qing affirmed. "He specifically told me to wait here to meet you. Hurry inside now—I've brewed milk tea just for you, and it smells divine."

Xu Qing wiped her tears away, warmly taking her husband's hand and leading him into the tea room...

…

"So this is the skill of the first incense of the Sensing Sect? Dragon Walk?" Zhou Xuan asked Zhao Wuya.

"Of course! The Dragon Seeking Sensing Sect works by sensing. Once danger is detected, the Dragon Walk step method activates for escape."

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