Fu Jicheng's tone was serious, not joking.
Bai Changxia and Shen JiaNian stopped drawing fortune sticks at the same time, looking up at him.
However, he was only looking at the young monk responsible for interpreting the fortune sticks, smiling gently as he asked, "Could the master please help me see if there's a chance for me and my beloved to be together?"
Shen JiaNian's hand tightened around the tube containing the fortune sticks, sending ripples through her heart, lingering long after.
Being addressed as "master" by such an obviously noble patron, the young novice monk felt anxious and quickly stood up, bowing slightly with folded hands, feeling ashamed, "Please forgive my lack of experience. I don't know how to interpret this particular fortune stick. Perhaps... perhaps you should ask the head abbot for help instead?"
His gaze crossed Fu Jicheng's and landed on a figure slowly approaching in the distance.
The three people standing at the booth turned their heads simultaneously. The person wearing the monk's robe with white hair and beard was naturally the abbot of this Fukui Temple.
Bai Changxia took a sharp breath, raising an eyebrow at Shen JiaNian. This trip seemed to be on the right track, as they had coincidentally encountered the seldom-seen abbot!
The young novice monk, holding the fortune stick Fu Jicheng had just drawn, walked up to the abbot respectfully and handed it over with humility, "Master, this gentleman here is seeking advice on his marriage. The fortune stick shows an uncertain outcome, which is quite unusual. I'm unable to decipher it, so I must trouble you to interpret it for this patron."
Fu Jicheng, who had accompanied Shen JiaNian here just for fun and didn't really believe in such ethereal matters, became a bit more serious upon hearing that his marriage fortune was uncertain.
The abbot, with a kindly and benevolent face, did not soften his stance despite the young monk's plea, "I don't interpret fortune sticks for young people. Have you forgotten the rule?"
Fu Jicheng heard this for the first time, not insisting on a difficult situation, but rather curious, "Why don't you interpret fortune sticks for young people, Master?"
Bai Changxia, who was still hoping for a fortune reading for herself, felt disappointed when the abbot refused. Hearing Fu Jicheng ask the question directly made her ears perk up; she was also eager to know the reason.
The abbot looked at the distinguished patron in front of him with a smile and answered, "Young people knowing their fate too early is not a good thing."
Is that it?
Bai Changxia had expected to hear a mysterious and inscrutable story, eagerly preparing to listen intently, but she never thought the abbot's response would be so simple.
Fu Jicheng took the "uncertain outcome" fortune stick from the young monk's hand, tossed it onto the table with a "ding".
The young monk scratched his smooth head, looking at Fu Jicheng and then at the abbot, feeling embarrassed and helpless as he explained in a low voice, "Master, I've already received payment..."
The abbot didn't want to embarrass the young novice and, after some contemplation, gave Fu Jicheng three words of advice: "Do not force it."
Fu Jicheng's eyelids trembled ever so slightly. He raised his deep eyes, looking straight at the abbot, determined to get a clear answer, "Are you saying there's no good outcome for this relationship?"
Not forcing it meant letting go, right?
His gaze shifted to Shen JiaNian, with a determination that others couldn't understand.
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