Great Qin: I Was Just Telling Fortunes, Why Are You Drawing Your Sword, Ancestor Dragon?

Jiang Chen transmigrated to the Great Qin dynasty and awakened the Heavenly Secrets Divination System.

The higher the status of the people he came into contact with, the stronger the fortune he could borrow, and the more accurate his predictions!

A heavy snowfall closed the mountain passes, and Emperor Qin Shi Huang, traveling incognito, came inside to borrow a fire.

Looking at Old Zhao, surrounded by a vast purple aura, Jiang Chen decisively borrowed his fortune and switched on his spoiler mode: as steady as an old dog!

Old Zhao: Young sir, tell me, how many years will my empire, the greatest enterprise under heaven, flourish?

Jiang Chen (sipping tea): It's certainly a grand enterprise, but unfortunately, it will perish in the second generation.

Old Zhao (furious, drawing his sword): Insolence! My enterprise is as steady as Mount Tai. If your prediction is wrong, your entire clan will be exterminated!

Jiang Chen (leisurely adding charcoal): We'll see how steady it is. Before you travel ten li from this door, your horse will break a leg.

[Half an hour later, Old Zhao stared at the horse with its broken leg, lost in thought.]

Old Zhao (flustered): Your predictions are divine, sir! What should I do next?

Jiang Chen (fiddling with his counting rods): Within three days, a meteorite will fall in Dongjun, bearing the words,