Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

What a joke, he was a famous Star Divination Master. To lower himself to exchange a few words with Mu Nan was already a nod to his status as the owner of the Nanmu Auction House. And as for Han Yan, just another snotty, brat—a mere passerby coming to admire him. Why waste words on him?

At this moment, Qu Shanling definitely wouldn’t take Han Yan seriously.

Housekeeper Sun turned pale again. This was Heishi City’s number one playboy, Eldest Young Master Mu. If Master Mu threw a tantrum, it didn’t matter if you were a Star Divination Master or not. Even if God himself came down, he’d dare to provoke him! This Mu doesn’t even bother looking for a reason when he beats someone.

Oh right, he had just heard a rumor that early this morning, this very example of a playboy had torn Miss Fourth Zhao’s clothes right at his doorstep, an utterly lawless act almost on the brink of inciting public fury.

Housekeeper Sun was genuinely afraid of Han Yan, fearing that Han Yan might do something outrageous and not only bring trouble upon himself but also harm the Nanmu Chamber of Commerce.

Fortunately, this time Han Yan didn’t explode; she was curious to see for herself just what this Star Divination Master, said to be capable of divining the Heavenly Secret, could actually do.

The carriage slowly headed towards the Nanmu Chamber of Commerce, and even sitting in the back of the carriage, Han Yan could hear the incessant chatter of the two young disciples: ”Jeez, isn’t Heishi City a bit too rundown? Can’t even spot a decent shop.”

”And it’s way too desolate. The streets are so narrow; you can hardly see anyone.”

”Poor, really poor. You don’t even see carriages like ours around.”

Beside her, Mu Nan wore a bitter smile as Han Yan listened and smirked, criticizing inwardly.

Please, as if you’ve seen the world! Haven’t you realized that we are taking shortcuts to save time, through alleys that are off the beaten path?

Even if it was just a small alley, it was clean and tidy enough for their luxurious carriage to pass through.

All thanks to Lord City Master, Mu Rui’an’s efforts, yet in the mouths of these two, it turned into a decrepit, narrow, and desolate street. To dare dismiss the work of her father was truly aggravating.

Clearly, they were just two local bumpkins who’d never seen the world before, unable to even distinguish between a city alley and a street! Han Yan scorned them in her mind.

”So this is the marketplace of Heishi City. It’s somewhat sizable, but pitifully sparse in terms of people.”

”Master, let’s just go back. What’s the point of holding an auction in such a place? That’s like selling combs in a monastery. It would be odd if they did any business here. Let’s not waste any more time,” remarked the bumpkins, showing a glimmer of insight—they at least recognized the term marketplace, but still filled with disdain.

”Let’s have a look before we leave; we’re already here anyway,” Qu Shanling said listlessly, clearly disappointed.

”Huh!” At that moment, the carriage entered the Nanmu Auction, and Qu Shanling suddenly uttered a surprised gasp.

Like Han Yan, who was visiting for the first time, the sight of the Nanmu Auction starkly contrasted with the outside marketplace, and Qu Shanling with his disciples were taken aback.

The spacious courtyard was lined with stalls, all sorts of Cultivation Items available in abundance, some of which even they had rarely seen. Merchants from various places whispered to each other, bartering and exchanging necessities, before paying a corresponding commission to the auction house, or Cultivation Items of equivalent value.