Chapter 413


    "After a while, the fortune teller''s words were taken as facts, and everyone here assumes that The


    Great Chemist lives in the mounters." The waiter pouted for a moment before continuing. "In my


    opinion, the fortune teller was just a scammer. The mountains are covered with old-growth forests—


    there''s no reason for The Great Chemist to live there."


    Larry agreed. "You''re right. Otherwise, how could it be that no one has found The Great Chemist


    after they''ve all entered the forest? You''re more rational than the rest—they sound like they''ve been


    poisoned by misinformation. They are all risking their lives to enter the forest just because that


    fortune teller imed that The Great Chemist is there."


    After that, the waiter smiled before he made an offhandment. "Judging by the number of


    people who have visited the mountains in the past years, they''ve probably searched the whole


    ce inside out. Yet, no one managed to find The Great Chemist. Perhaps The Great Chemist is


    already in the skies at this point!" Judging by their estimations, The Great Chemist was about the


    same age as Master Gordon. So, The Great Chemist could have passed on.


    "I heard that the view at The Broad Peaks is magnificent at night—some people even say that it''s


    heaven on earth. Why haven''t people considered going there to search for The Great Chemist?"


    Vania threw out a random question. The waiter scratched his head beforeing up with a


    baseless answer. "Well, that is a nice ce, but the spiritual energy there isn''t sufficient, so The


    Great Chemist wouldn''t pick a spot like that."


    Vania simply smiled as she was out of questions at that point. "Thank you for telling us all these


    interesting stories. I''d like to take away some of your signature desserts as I''d like to bring them


    back for my friends. I''m sure they''ll love it," she said politely.


    "Sure! Hold on." The waiter was overjoyed once more since his customers had just purchased more


    products from the restaurant. He would''ve loved to continue talking to them if they hadn''t already


    finished their meal at that point—he was confident that he could manage to sell them more things if


    they stayed for a while longer. When the waiter saw the generous tip that Larry gave him, he took it


    before responding humbly. "Please travel safely, my dearest guests. If you guys are interested in


    The Great Chemist, perhaps you guys could pay a visit to the Bamboo Pavilion."


    Bamboo Pavilion? All four of them were stunned for a moment. They hadn''t heard of this ce in


    the past. "Where''s that?" Vania asked with a smile. "Bamboo Pavilion is another ce where you''d


    get to experience great performances. Old Mr. Bamboo also gives a really great performance of the


    Legend of the Great Chemist. Unfortunately, the ce is rather far from town, so there are only a


    few people who visit that area. Old Mr. Bamboo is nowhere near as famous as Master Gordon, and


    he feels sad over it sometimes." It was like a dam was open again, and the waiter started going on


    and on about Old Mr. Bamboo.


    Vania seemed especially interested in this. "We''ll go ask around about it. Thank you," she uttered.


    "You''re wee. Have a safe trip!" the waiter shouted as his four customers left the ce. Linda


    parted her lips to report her findings from earlier. "Old Mr. Bamboo and Master Gordon are about


    the same age, Boss. He wrote his version of the Legend of the Great Chemist," she shared.


    Hanson, who had been quiet for a long while, finallymented. "I''m afraid its location is only one


    reason that so few people are visiting that area."


    "Well, let''s take a look at the ce now, President Luke." Larry steered the car toward Bamboo


    Pavilion. "Hold on. Let''s go to the alleyway where the fortune teller''s stall is situated." Vania had a


    feeling that the fortune teller might know a thing or two. "Sure." Larry turned the steering once more.


    The alleyway was rtively near to the theatre, so they arrived in less than ten minutes.


    A vintage-looking yellowmp illuminated the store''s front entrance, and someone had written a


    sign on the front. ''Let me resolve all your problems in life!'' it said. Woah. That''s a tremendous


    promise to make. Vania shot Hanson a gaze and calmed herself before they all entered the store.


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    The moment they walked in, the front desk staff hurried over. He was dressed in traditional clothes


    as well. "Hello, Sir and Madam. You guys can write your questions on that table and ce them in


    this box. Our boss will provide you with an answerter."