Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey

This kind of person, Jiangli had never seen but a few before.

Even if they were true Dragon Emperors, their auras would only be of a pale golden color mixed with a bit of purple, rarely possessing such pure purple energy.

An old Taoist once told her that society had supposedly reformed, with no kings or nobles, let alone emperors or monarchs.

Yet, to see someone with such an aura was amusing.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

As Jiangli was staring at the vehicle, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

When she turned around, she saw a fairly good-looking face, with well-proportioned features, indicating a decent person, but with peach blossom eyes, prone to romantic entanglements, and a hint of red at the bottom of the eyes, suggesting recent romantic troubles.

His looks were passable, but compared to the person in the car, there was a huge gap.

"I'm talking to you, little sister. Why are you staring at my car? Do we know each other?" said a young man, who, seeing Jiangli's unblinking stare, thought it was his charm at work and threw her a flirtatious wink.

Jiangli frowned, "Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

The young man: "..."

"Click—" At that moment, the car window rolled down.

Hearing the noise, Jiangli instinctively looked over, her expression involuntarily startled.

Sitting inside the car was a man, not very old, about twenty-four or five, yet exceptionally handsome, with the noble aura of an emperor, and eyes like unfathomable abysses, a single glance was enough to drown one within.

Before her seclusion, Jiangli had seen many handsome men in the world, but none so breathtaking as this one.

He could be said to be the finest amongst handsome men.

Furthermore, the purple aura around him was quite rich.

Such a person could be said to be born with the aura of an emperor.

However, streaks of black energy, or Yin Energy, were intertwined between his eyebrows and eyes.

Yin Energy entwined was an omen of great disaster.

"Brother, another girl transfixed by your glance," the young man chuckled upon seeing Jiangli's gaze fixed on the person in the car, "My third brother still has undiminished charm."

"Loose lips." Fu Shiyan glanced at the young man upon hearing him, his expression indifferent with no trace of emotion, then lifted his gaze to Jiangli and said softly, "Do we know each other?"

For some reason, the way Jiangli kept staring at him felt strangely familiar, which is why he opened the car window.

Jiangli shook her head, "We don't know each other, but has someone changed your fate for you?"

Fu Shiyan frowned slightly, "What?"

"What's all this about changing fate?" the young man was also confused and questioned, "Aren't you some kind of scam artist?"

Jiangli ignored him, staring straight at Fu Shiyan, "Your aura is truly excellent, but your face is shrouded in Yin Energy, death is approaching. You better be careful. However, if you're willing to share some of your aura with me, I wouldn't mind helping you out."

Fu Shiyan examined her, clearly not believing her words, and turned to the young man beside him, saying, "Zishu, get in the car."

That attitude clearly treated Jiangli as a scam artist.

Wen Zishu, hearing Fu Shiyan's words, took a look at Jiangli and also thought this girl was out of her mind, and quickly got into the car.

"Wait a moment." Before the car started, Jiangli pressed her hand against the car window that hadn't yet closed.

Fu Shiyan's hand went to the window lock at the same time. Seeing Jiangli's hand come in, his eyelids twitched slightly. He was about to speak when he realized that the window didn't move, as if it were suppressed by some force, and hadn't pinched Jiangli's hand.