Chapter 3: To Be Honest, Your Son Has a Different Father

"Though your family is wealthy, you have always lacked a sense of security."

"The reason is that twenty years ago, when you were seven years old, you were kidnapped."

"And the kidnapper was someone familiar with your family."

"Fortunately, you encountered a benefactor; otherwise, back then, you might not have been so lucky..."

As Lu Heng finished speaking, Hu’s eyes widened in disbelief.

This utterly shocked expression naturally caught the attention of the viewers.

"Damn, did he really predict it?"

"Brother Hu, is everything this Daoist said true?"

"Hu, your acting is terrible, too fake!"

"Everyone, calm down. I bet Brother Hu prepared this script in advance. It’s quite interesting."

"The Daoist is wearing a mask, so it’s hard to see his facial expressions, but Hu’s acting is pretty bad. Those wide eyes are totally useless!"

Hu snapped back to reality and ignored the comments in the livestream.

He licked his lips, his voice trembling, "Daoist, how could you know this?"

He could hardly believe that the other person could actually predict his past.

Twenty years ago, when he was seven, just after school, before he could reach home, he was knocked out by a distant relative of his father’s.

When he woke up, he overheard the relative demanding a ransom of one million from his father.

If the money wasn’t paid, they threatened to kill him.

Back then, he was scared to death.

But fortunately, an old scavenger saw him when he was kidnapped.

Thanks to the old man’s timely report to the police, the kidnappers were quickly caught.

Despite being a false alarm, Hu’s family was extremely frightened and immediately moved to Celestial Sea.

And regarding this matter, except for his family and the police handling the case, no one else knew.

Not even his wife was informed.

This is why Hu was so shocked.

Lu Heng smiled lightly, "So, young friend, was my prediction accurate?"

"Accurate! Freaking accurate!"

Hu nodded vigorously.

Previously, he held some skepticism and saw it as entertainment.

But now, he was completely convinced.

The person in front of him is practically a living Immortal!

Although Lu Heng’s words were acknowledged by Hu,

the viewers in the two livestreams remained unconvinced.

"Don’t be so sure, your expression is more exaggerated than a pop idol."

"The script is too bland. It needs more conflict, like a gunfight or explosions, to grab attention!"

"Brother Hu, tell me, is this mysterious Daoist a new hire of your studio?"

The screen was filled with various skeptical comments.

Clearly, everyone took it as a scripted act.

"Brothers, you know what kind of person I, Hu, am!"

"This definitely isn’t scripted. I don’t know this Daoist at all!"

"I swear on my honor, today is absolutely not an act..."

Hu vowed sincerely.

Unfortunately, the more he guaranteed, the less everyone believed him.

While Hu was interacting with the viewers, Lu Heng once again called out to the system, prepared to check on Hu’s future.

[Do you want to consume three days of lifespan to query this person’s future?]

The system prompt sounded again.

Oh gosh!

Why is there an additional charge?

System, I urge you to be humane!

Behind the mask, Lu Heng gritted his teeth, feeling unsettled.

If the past and future require separate fees, it means each fortune-telling consumes six days.

He only had thirty days of life in total. Even if he stopped living, he could only tell fortunes for five people, at most.

If none of these five people trust him, then it’s certain that next year on this day will be his memorial day!

"Query!"

Lu Chen gritted his teeth.

Can’t bear the cost, won’t catch the wolf!

Can’t part with the wife, won’t catch the rogue!

I’ll risk it!

Once he confirmed it, everything about Hu’s future quickly appeared before him.

After reading everything, Lu Heng was dumbfounded.

"Oh Hu, I never imagined your future could be so miserable?"

"Lucky you met me today, or you’d become the ultimate tragedy king!"

After slightly calming down, Lu Heng smiled and asked, "I wonder what young friend wants to know next?"

"Career? Love? Or something else?"

Love? Career? Something else?

Hearing Lu Heng’s words, Hu was visibly hesitant.

As he was pondering, his pregnant wife suddenly came to mind.

Perhaps he should have the Daoist name his unborn child for safety and happiness?

Once this thought emerged, he couldn’t suppress it.

"Daoist, could you name my unborn child?"

Hu finally asked.

"Certainly!"

Lu Heng replied with a smile, nodding.

"Thank you so much, Daoist!"

Hu beamed and immediately sent ten Cloud-Piercing Arrows.

"Brother Hu, you’re so clever, using the name to determine the child’s gender."

"Awesome! So that’s what Brother Hu meant!"

"Does it really matter if it’s a boy or a girl?"

"Girls are better, our little darlings!"

"I also think girls are great! Father-in-law, please accept my bow as your son-in-law!"

"Reject immature aesthetics, start with you..."

After a moment of silence, Lu Heng slowly said, "Young friend, the future name of your wife’s child is Feng Bingwen!"

"Bingwen?"

Hu’s eyes immediately widened.

That name, which his father found in a book half a month ago,

was derived from The Book of Songs, meaning ’the virtue of being cultured.’

To think that the Daoist even predicted this, incredible!

As Hu was in shock, the livestream burst into chaos.

"Wait a second, I remember Hu’s last name is ’Lin,’ so why would the child have the last name ’Feng’?"

"Haha, I told you it was a script! He even got the surname wrong, better practice your lines at home!"

"I get it, the Daoist implies that the wife will remarry and the child will change names!"

"Damn! My last name is Feng, does this mean she’s going to remarry me?"

"Just asking, is it too late to change my last name?"

"I’m willing to share the child’s surname, and accept the role of hubby!"

Seeing the screen full of comments, Hu finally reacted.

"Daoist, are you sure about this?"

"No one in my family is named Feng!"

Hu expressed in confusion.

Lu Heng sighed lightly and said in a deep voice, "Young friend, to be honest, your son has a different father!"

"In other words, you’ll be a stepdad!"

With these words, Hu’s face instantly changed.

Whether he was being metaphorically cheated on or not, the viewers didn’t know.

But at this moment, his face surely turned green.

And it couldn’t have been a deeper shade of green!

Then, Hu furrowed his brows, slightly irritated, "Daoist, as a monk, you shouldn’t speak recklessly, right?"

"My wife and I share a bond stronger than gold. She could never do anything to betray me!"