Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey-Chapter 190 - Ancestor Praises Your Good Figure

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Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Ancestor Praises Your Good Figure

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Ancestor Praises Your Good Figure

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Jiangli was candid, she really had no other feelings for Xia Xin and was now just considering him an apprentice to be nurtured.

Xia Xin’s face twitched as he felt the disdain in Jiangli’s tone and glanced at Fu Shiyan across from him.

He wanted his ancestor to turn off the video call.

But since his ancestor seemed so happy talking with Fu Shiyan, he couldn’t find an opportunity to interject.

Xia Xin could only grumble quietly, “There should be a strict separation between men and women, which I guess includes not looking at naked bodies, right?”

“What did you say?” Jiangli swiftly turned to look at Xia Xin.

Xia Xin instantly cowered, “Nothing, nothing!”

He had forgotten how exceptionally keen his ancestor’s senses were.

Holding his phone, Xia Xin quickly scurried away, pretending to be very busy.

Jiangli turned back to the person on the screen, also somewhat embarrassed, “Mr. Fu, I’m really sorry, it’s my fault, I hope you don’t mind. However, Mr. Fu, your physique is excellent, your health is top-notch. Judging by your body, you’re a person blessed with wealth, longevity, and prosperity, you have absolutely no reason to worry about yourself!”

“Is that so?” Fu Shiyan’s smile seemed to contain other meanings.

Jiangli gave a thumbs up, “Truly, excellent physique!”

On the side, an anxious Xia Xin was shivering, “…”

Ancestor, do you realize how ambiguous your words sound?

“Ahem, Ancestor, um, there are a lot of comments here that you should take a look at!” Xia Xin, desperate to change the subject, interrupted the awkward moment.

Upon hearing this, Jiangli waved to Fu Shiyan, “Mr. Fu, I’ll have to leave and get busy now. Please look into Lin Yurong’s issue.”

Fu Shiyan nodded, “Rest assured.”

After thanking him, Jiangli ended the video call.

She came over to see the comments on Xia Xin’s phone and asked, puzzled, “What comments that I must see?”

Xia Xin cleared his throat, “Nothing much…”

“If it’s nothing, then why did you call me?” Jiangli smacked the back of his head, “So strange.”

Xia Xin rubbed his head, not daring to speak.

Jiangli didn’t understand what was wrong with Xia Xin, but since she had finished talking with Fu Shiyan, it wasn’t a big deal.

She simply sat down next to Xia Xin and started to go through the comments.

At the same time.

Fu Shiyan held his phone and glanced at his physique.

Hmm, a good physique?

Jiaoyang Temple.

“An hour is up!”

As soon as the hour was up, Xia Xin grew excited, “Ancestor, are we going to start choosing people?”

Jiangli was already feeling a bit sleepy, yawning as she said, “You decide.”

It was all Greek to her anyway.

Whoever understood it should take charge.

Xia Xin immediately got busy, extracting comments at random, he said, “Ancestor, we’ll select five, and then have them send their birth date and time and their requests in a private message, and you can divine for them?”

Jiangli nodded, “That works.”

“All righty!”

Xia Xin was full of energy.

Jiangli didn’t know where he got all this energy from, just watching as Xia Xin fiddled with his phone, there were several snapping sounds, seemingly working on something.

Jiangli asked worriedly, “What’s that sound? Is my phone broken?”

“No, no, that’s the screenshot sound!” Xia Xin explained conscientiously to Jiangli what a screenshot was.

All at once, Jiangli clapped her hands, “We could’ve just taken a screenshot of Lin Yurong’s face too!”

Xia Xin paused, “That might not be possible, right? Don’t they say normal phones can’t capture ghosts?”

Jiangli pondered, stroking her chin, “That seems to be the case… but there must be another way?”

Xia Xin thought, what other way could there be.

Before he could speak, Jiangli suddenly stood up and ran outside.

Xia Xin quickly called out, “Ancestor, where are you going if there’s divination to be done?”

“Have them send private messages first, I’ll be right back!”

Jiangli’s voice faded into the night as the sound of the door opening closed behind her.

(Jiangli: The physique is really nice, and that pink skin too.)

(Silly Author: Stop, that’s enough! No lewdness allowed!)