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talents like him for the Mafia so that the boss can relax a bit.”"You're dreaming, Mo Yao isn't someone who gives up power, even if his subordinates are capable." Kaka said with a laugh. Mo Yao's tem...There was no news from the Mafia's intelligence station, and Wu Shuang was temporarily at ease. She took care of the rest of the Mafia's affairs. Gui Mian said, "I'm going out tonight."

Where are we going

"Just go for a walk."

"I'll go with you." Wushuang said, she and Gui Mian were inseparable like shadows.

"No need." Ghost Noodle said, "I haven't been to Muscat for a long time. It has many memories for me, and I want to be alone to reflect."

"Good!" Wushuang said crisply.

In the evening, Ghost Noodles went out. Alone, Wu Shuang wandered around the old city district for an hour before driving to the business district. This place wasn't bustling; swathes of coconut palms and banana trees gave it a lush feel.

One drove a sports car through the long coconut grove, feeling especially good.

The peerless car stopped in front of a gloomy and ancient-looking mansion. The house resembled traditional Arabic houses found in the old town area. Wushuang knocked on the door, and a woman wearing a black veil emerged. Upon seeing Wushuang, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and opened the door to let her in.

The ancient house inside was also full of antique charm, with a touch more eerie and sinister atmosphere. It was an inescapable and frighteningly gloomy feeling, as if there were something ominous lurking within the old house.

All the doors and windows have classical carvings, those special characters, are not ordinary carvings.

In the long corridor of the ancient house, red lanterns hung, burning with candlelight. The entire corridor was shrouded in a thin layer of red light, making it even more eerie.

"Where is Nishana" Wushuang asked with a smile, gracefully settling down in the hall, radiating an air of elegance.

The woman in black said, “Madam has gone to church.”

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The surroundings were bustling, but the mansion was surprisingly quiet, with no sound at all. The woman in black gauze served tea, and Wu Shuang took a sniff. It was Pu-erh tea, with fresh leaves and an abundant aroma.

Alone, the man sat for a while until he heard movement at the door. A woman in black veil went out to greet him and after a moment, Nishakuna walked in. She was about the same height as the man, a pale-faced Middle Eastern woman in her thirties. Tall and thin, she had her hair pulled back and wore a black veil as well. When leaving, this veil covered her face. She wore a long black silk dress and black leather shoes.

Her eyes were brown, like a pool that never moved, like an abyss, like a black hole, unfathomable. They seemed bottomless, and she looked like a ghost who had walked out of a castle in a midnight movie, terrifying to look at.

"You're quite a rare visitor, how did you come to be here" Nishakuna walked over and sat beside Wushuang. "I doubt you came here specially to see me."

"You're hurting my heart, how could I not come to see you" Wushuang said with a nonchalant smile, his gaze fixed on Nisa. "Did you go to church for service"

"Conduct the funeral service," Nishak said.

"I said, 'You're dressed all in black.' Wu Shuang wasn't being very graceful as she sprawled across the table, lazily asking her, "Hey, Ke Na, has he been here recently"

"Who" Nishakuna asked flatly, while Wushuang gave her a glance, looking even lazier. It was so annoying to pretend not to know, Wushuang slanted her eyes at Nishakuna, "Kaka."

"No!" Nishak said, "You've come to the wrong place looking for your man."

"He isn't my man." Wu-Shuang said with her eyes closed, "If only he were. It's strange, every time he comes to Amman he looks for you, why not this time"

"You go ask him," Nishaka said.

"You're so boring."

"You're not new to this."

"Wúshuang's eyelid twitched, "Calculate a divination for me."

Nishakna was a renowned figure in a certain area of Muscat. She was a fortune teller, and her predictions were incredibly accurate, with very few inaccuracies. Eight years ago, Kaka and Wushuang met Nishakna here. She had once read Wushuang's fortune, saying that Wushuang's path in love would be bumpy, and if she wanted to get what she desired, she would have to put in ten times the effort. When Kaka was away, Nishakna declared that Wushuang would wait for her soulmate for ten years.

If things change midway, then either you become friends or enemies.

Wu Shuang didn't believe in fortune-telling, but she completely trusted Nisa Kena. She had calculated for Kaka three times: twice, she predicted that Kaka would encounter bloodshed, and once, she predicted that Kaka would have a fire accident. Each time, her prediction came true.

She also calculated a fortune for WuShuang, predicting that she would become enemies with Long ChengTian.

Soon after this hexagram, Wushuang killed Qianqian.

WuShuang rarely lets Nisaqna read her fortune, because whenever she does, it's always bad. WuShuang particularly dislikes these kinds of things, so she seldom asks for a reading. Kakka, on the other hand, has a habit of visiting Nisaqna whenever he comes to Oman and passes through Muscat.

It's a kind of habit.

Even if it's not about death, it's good to come and sit for a while because Nishakna will also tell him about the calamity.

Nisha knelt and looked at Wudang, "Aren't you a non-believer in fate"

"I believe you." Wushuang said faintly, yawning. "Make a discount, don't be too expensive, I've been broke lately."

"Can credibility discounts work"

"You're ruthless." Wu Shuang laughed, and Nishakana asked her what she meant. Nishakana was also a peculiar person. She was a genius fortune teller, accurate to the letter, but she rarely told fortunes. In her entire life, she had counted very few people's fates; only those who were destined for her would she calculate. Wu Shuang and Kaka were considered her destined people, while Mo Xiaobai wanted to have his fortune told once, but Nishakana refused.

What's that

Wushuang thought about it, this fortune-telling could only predict one's own fate, not others', which was also a kind of worry. She wanted to calculate Kaka's recent fortune, but Kaka didn't ask, and she couldn't ask. If she asked her own, what should she ask

Nisha quietly looked at Wu Shuang and softly said, "Fate, I suppose."

"Am I too old to be thinking about my soulmate"

"The question you probably want to ask the most is this, this year your fortune has peach blossoms." Nishakuna said. "There are three men who like you."

Wu Shuang raised an eyebrow, surprised and gasped, "Three" Wu Shuang was speechless, counting on her fingers, "Since I started playing at the beginning of the year, there have been at least twenty men who liked me, right"

How come there are only three

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