reason doesn't seem to be mentioned anymore.Perhaps it's also intentionally forgotten, as the existence of Xiangyao is beneficial to those in the music family. Not only does he take his duties serious...Chapter 308: You Are Just Small Fish Part 2

Xiaoyao smiled and explained to him, "That's right, it can be done. But this mechanism has several different effects, that is just one of them. It can also let people outside hear and see what’s happening inside; I chose that one."

"How did you know about this mechanism" The Master of the Mohist Family asked Xiaoyao, puzzled. He couldn't figure out why Xiaoyao would know about it since he had always been in charge here and Xiaoyao had never come into contact with it.

But how could Xiaoyao possibly know This was something he couldn’t understand.

"I've been here for a long time. Every blade of grass, every tree is clear to me," replied Xiaoyao.

"That's not an excuse. Even if you had been here longer, it’s impossible to know everything about this place when you haven’t interacted with it!" The Master shook his head, "Could it be that Mo Yu told you No, no, Mo Yu wouldn't know either. I didn’t tell her and she doesn’t care about these things."

"Contact isn’t always direct; it can also be indirect," Xiaoyao said calmly as he sat on the chair that only the Master could sit in before. The chair was firm and comfortable, and he even closed his eyes to enjoy it.

"Are you waiting for something" asked the Master coldly.

"Yes, I'm waiting," Xiaoyao nodded with his eyes closed.

"Xiaoyao, I admit that I underestimated you. If you come out and don't say anything, let's just forget about this matter." The Master said, not wanting the Lady to see such a situation. At the same time, once the Lady arrived, he wouldn’t be able to do anything to Xiaoyao anyway; so it might as well be resolved now.

"As long as you give the antidote to the Scholar, I promise that nothing will happen to you today," added the Master.

Xiaoyao gently shook his head and said, "Sorry, but I think you misunderstood. I am waiting, but not for the Lady’s return. Rather, I'm waiting for when this astrologer calculates his own fate; time is running short."

"..."

Xiaoyao's words made the Master feel as though he had been slapped in the face. It was quite clear that Xiaoyao was implying something about him, and others seemed to think so too. Thus, no one spoke at this moment.

At this moment, the astrologer’s body shivered as Xiaoyao mentioned time being short regarding his fate, reminding him that wasting more time here would be a waste of his life.

So, the astrologer started calculating again. This wasn't the first time he had foreseen his own fate; however, he never expected it to happen in this situation. He knew that no matter how many times he calculated, everything depended on Xiaoyao's will.

The fate of his life was now in Xiaoyao’s hands, wait—did Xiaoyao mean to convey that people could control their destiny rather than it being solely determined by heaven

"What I calculate, you would just counter-select. You want to prove that people can also control their own destiny, right Then what does my selection matter" asked the astrologer.

"You're wrong; I don't choose in opposition. Just one path—calculate it yourself and see what it means," Xiaoyao shook his head.

"Then you want me to die, I'm sure I won’t survive!" The astrologer gritted his teeth, at this point he didn’t need to calculate; all he needed was a decision. As he had previously thought, one choice would protect his life while the other protected his reputation.

He chose to save his own life; most people would choose similarly. Only an obsessive person would choose their reputation over their life, and clearly, he wasn’t that kind of person.

"Is this what you calculated" asked Xiaoyao.

"Yes, I have calculated it—I will die today," the astrologer said through gritted teeth.

"Since that’s the case, then let's follow your fate and allow you to die!" Xiaoyao laughed. His smile was radiant as if this were a matter worth celebrating for him.

“Y-you…” "What do you mean" The astrologer stared blankly at Xiaoyao. He hadn’t expected Xiaoyao to say such things, not like he imagined—losing reputation but saving his life.

"My meaning is that you can now rest in peace!" replied Xiaoyao indifferently.

“N-no! You can't do this. You should help me,” the astrologer began to scream hysterically, terrified of facing death.

With a slow blink of his eyes, Xiaoyao said, "Why should it be the other way around Don't you know about this Some things are destined, and to change them requires a price. Why would I bear such a cost for you"

"There is a reason. If you save me, I can give you something in return. I will share my wealth with you and teach you the art of fate calculation," Master Calculator pleaded with Xiaoyao. At this moment, his life was in Xiaoyao’s hands; he had no choice but to beg.

Before this incident, nobody would have thought that dealing with a minor figure like Xiaoyao would be so difficult. However, the outcome has left Xiaoyao in control of the situation and others’ lives.

This is such an ironic occurrence, something almost unbelievable, yet it remains a fact – one undeniable truth.

What's even more ironic is that they can only watch helplessly; there’s nothing else they can do!

"Money is external to me; I don’t need it. And as for the art of fate calculation, yours might not be better than mine, so you don't have to worry about that," Xiaoyao shook his head and said.

“What You say you’re better than me, are you joking How old are you” Master Calculator was disbelieving; he refused to believe it even in death and forgot his attitude.

In his view, if Xiaoyao had started studying this from infancy, he still wouldn’t catch up with him after decades of immersion. This is simply impossible!

This also reflects Master Calculator's confidence in his own art of fate calculation, confident that there are few equals to it in the world. Not only can't a young man like Xiaoyao compete with him, even old masters aren’t his match.

“This isn't something age can explain; I don't want to prove anything because it's unnecessary. You're someone who’s about to die – there’s no need to waste time proving things to you.” Xiaoyao shook his head and didn't elaborate on why this was so.

"I cannot die, tell me what you can; I will agree to everything as long as you give me the antidote!!" Master Calculator threw aside all pretenses because nothing is more important than life. At his age, he finally understood how precious life is.

“Even if I gave you an antidote now, it wouldn’t help because your poisoning has progressed too far; it's deep in your bones. There’s no quick fix.” Xiaoyao shook his head and crushed Master Calculator's hopes completely.

"You're lying to me! You’re deceiving me!" Master Calculator shook his head in denial, screaming with anguish.

“No, the antidote is now useless for you. But I can save you if you haven’t died yet – just that it will take a lot of my time and effort. Why should I expend so much on your behalf” Xiaoyao spoke calmly and indifferently.

"You cannot stand by while someone dies!" Master Calculator thought up countless reasons, realizing they were all useless except for this one; although it seemed intangible.

“Standing idly by when someone is dying isn’t something I can do. But that also depends on the person – there are some people whose death I would only step on to hasten,” Xiaoyao grinned somewhat wickedly, "You absolutely belong to that category; you should be thankful that at this moment I’m not making you feel pain and letting you die quietly!”

As Xiaoyao finished speaking, his tone turned colder with a hint of resentment. This made Master Calculator shudder.

No matter the reason, if he had hatred towards him, then there was no chance of rescue in this situation. However, what exactly is the reason

"Sir Xiaoyao, I was wrong; I shouldn’t have predicted your fate and told the Mohist Sect about you." Master Calculator was still sensible enough to plead with Xiaoyao at this point. Regardless of whether he had offended the Mohists or not, saving his life was now more important than anything.

Even if the Mohists came for vengeance later on, it would be then; besides, they wouldn’t come looking for him considering the situation, likely only severing ties with him instead.

"Your mistake isn't here. You're just small fry who can cause no real harm. I don’t care about you," Xiaoyao said nonchalantly.

Xiaoyao’s words directly hit a nerve with everyone; they viewed themselves as major figures, yet being called small fry by him and completely disregarded was unbearable for them to endure.

They could still argue before this incident, but now their rebuttals seem futile because they truly have no way of dealing with Xiaoyao. Furthermore, from the beginning, he never took them seriously.

In this moment, nobody thought Xiaoyao was clueless about the situation; rather, he understood it too well, even knowing things others were unaware of.

"Then why are you doing this" Master Calculator asked.

“Why Of course for my boss. Her whole life has been miserable due to your single remark; she hasn’t experienced family warmth, which is what she should have had. She’s got family and relatives, but because of your words, she lives alone!” Xiaoyao glared coldly at Master Calculator with a sneer.

Although he wouldn't deliberately seek revenge for this matter, there was still anger in his heart. With Master Calculator coming to him now and provoking the Mohists again, it’s strange if he would help him.

"This... I only..."

“Just speak frankly then, but did you clearly explain that this situation could be resolved Heaven never seals off someone's path; it always leaves a backdoor. Even if one is a maleficent star, as long as efforts are made to mitigate the situation, it can still be managed." Xiaoyao spoke calmly.

"You’ve merely chosen an interpretation most advantageous for you; and this Mohist sect’s leader is no different – you two make a match indeed," (To Be Continued)none of you stopped him Why didn't you guys chase him out!" Mr.董 got furious, feeling extremely frustrated with himself."He...," the guard was at a loss for words to explain逍遙's situation, and couldn'...