Chapter 2643: Chapter 67: He Will Die_3

Inside the grand hall, everyone’s thoughts were different.

In the midst of silence, time flowed by the minute and second.

If one wasn’t careful, more than half the day would pass.

The young guard was still under everyone’s protection, safe and sound, though his face occasionally showed some inexplicable unease and worry.

Mo Hua remained seated like an old monk, as calm as an ancient well without waves.

Dan Zhu silently glanced at Mo Hua, feeling some regret in his heart.

His original intention was kind, wanting to introduce this "Mr. Witch" with devout Taoist Heart, extraordinary insights, and innovative thinking to his father.

But the "introduction" failed and instead brought disaster to Mr. Witch.

If he had known this would happen, he should not have brought Mr. Witch to this family banquet.

"Anyway, this is my fault..." Dan Zhu silently thought.

"This Mr. Witch is a unique person, also my ’friend’. Whether he truly is a shaman or not, I must do everything to protect his life, not let my father and third brother kill him. Otherwise, if I don’t kill Bo Ren, yet he dies because of me, I would feel guilty for the rest of my life..."

Dan Zhu silently strengthened his resolve.

On the other side, Mo Hua’s expression remained normal.

But his heart was also constantly murmuring.

He was not afraid of losing the "shaman" facade, nor of the Danque Tribe wanting to kill him.

He had many facades; lose one, and he could simply create another.

It’s not that easy for the Danque Tribe to kill him.

In the Third-Grade State Boundary, if he wanted to escape, Mo Hua was confident he could get away.

Mo Hua was just equally curious about where the young guard’s fatal disaster came from.

Although Mo Hua was a "fortune teller", and he saw the omen of death, why there was this causality, why this guard had a death omen, Mo Hua, being new here, couldn’t quite figure it out.

Moreover, this was at the Danque Tribe, under the watchful eyes of so many Golden Core masters.

The guard was healthy, not eating or drinking, just standing there.

Mo Hua also couldn’t quite believe that this young guard could suddenly die.

But causality was shown this way.

The omen of death doesn’t lie.

If someone said he miscalculated, regarding some big figures, Mo Hua might calculate wrong.

But the fate of these minor characters, with his Divine Thought and Calculation, the results should still be quite "authoritative".

But ultimately, how he would die...

Mo Hua slightly frowned, feeling somewhat puzzled in his heart.

Regardless of how he thought, how he calculated, time wouldn’t wait.

The moon set, the sun rose; in the monotonous and slightly anxious waiting, a day quickly passed.

The guard still stood there, unharmed.

No one killed him, no poison, no illness, no Fallen Demon... not a hint of menace.

Mo Hua couldn’t possibly, just to prove his "prediction" right, personally go to kill him.

Moreover, with so many watching, it wasn’t convenient for him to act.

If he acted to kill, it would also invoke fateful evilness.

Just like that, the agreed day reached its end, now lacking just a teacup’s worth of time before it ended.

People looked at Mo Hua with a subtle gaze.

Dan Bei’s eyes were cold, ready to act and suppress Mo Hua, this "failed prophet" fake shaman, once time was up.

If Mo Hua dared to resist, he would kill him without mercy.

In Dan Zhu’s eyes, there was solemnity, prepared to stand in front of Mo Hua to protect him as soon as the moment arrived.

The atmosphere was somewhat heavy.

Others looked at Mo Hua as if seeing a dead man.

At this moment, the Great Chief on the high seat suddenly stood up, amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, directly walked to the stage below, and with a palm as big as a fan, shattered the guard’s skull with one slap.

The guard died in terror.

Everyone present had expressions of shock.

Mo Hua’s face also slightly changed.

The Great Chief killed the guard with one slap, turned to look at Mo Hua, and nodded calmly:

"Your prediction was quite accurate; indeed, he died within a day."

Mo Hua’s pupils slightly shrunk, his heart full of shock and confusion.

This Great Chief personally killed the guard?

Why?

He didn’t implant any Planting Devil in Taoist Heart...

At this moment, Mo Hua’s peripheral vision swept to the high platform, inadvertently seeing a beautiful concubine in the crowd, face pale, lips tightly pressed, body trembling slightly, expression both scared and frightened.

In that instant, Mo Hua suddenly understood.

An illicit affair?!

This young and handsome guard, with daring lust, unexpectedly had an affair with the chieftain’s beautiful concubine.

So the chieftain personally killed him?

His "prediction" gave the chieftain a "pretext".

And the chieftain took action to fulfill his "prediction".

In a sense, this was also a kind of "causality" closure.

Mo Hua’s heart felt some subtlety.

The Great Chief turned to Mo Hua, saying in a deep voice, "Mr. Witch, from now on, you are the distinguished guest of our Danque Tribe."

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