The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

Pan Mao naturally didn't want to offend Bai Jun, so he quickly said, "I just think Zhang Xuexue is more suitable. The main scenes of the heroine in the play are in the lower world, and she is about 18 years old. If you use an actor who is too old, I'm afraid the audience won't buy it. Mr. Bai, since you are going to invest money, there must be a rate of return. Don't you agree?"

Bai Jun crossed his legs and said disdainfully: "What rate of return? I tell you the truth, whether the investment in your movie makes money or not is not important, whether it can make my grandmother happy is the most important thing!"

"As for the age you mentioned? Yes, my great-grandmother is quite old, but her appearance and acting skills are absolutely impeccable."

"Anyway, there's no room for negotiation on this matter. If you don't want to, then forget about the investment. At most, I can buy another fairy tale drama for my great-grandmother to shoot. I don't believe that I can't find a good script even if I have money."

Arrogant, really arrogant to the extreme!

But he had money and Pan Mao couldn't do anything to him.

"Boss Bai, how can we cancel the investment we agreed on? You have no problem deciding on the female lead, and I have almost decided on the other roles. We will have intensive training for a period of time next month. You must ask the female lead to be on time. There will be a lot of fighting scenes in the Xianxia drama, so training in advance will make it easier to get started during the official filming."

Before the filming of many major dramas, in order to make the actors better fit the roles and make the filming go more smoothly, they will undergo a period of closed training, which of course involves some hard training.

Pan Mao's idea was simple: the person Bai Jun wanted to support would definitely not suffer any hardship. If the grandmother couldn't stand the hardship during the closed training and quit, it would not be his responsibility as a director. Bai Jun would have no reason to terminate the investment at will.

When Sang Feiwan arrived at Snow Mountain Villa, it was already dark.

Suddenly, in a secluded path, a cat's meowing sound was heard.

She walked a few steps in the direction of the sound, and saw Yu Beiming squatting in front of a black cat under the orange light beside the path, persuading it with a regretful tone:

"This is indeed an accident. There is nothing I can do about it now. You might as well cut off your feelings. That little cat doesn't like you anyway."

The black cat meowed more and more fiercely. During this time, it even showed its little cat claws to Yu Beiming.

The fierce and ferocious look made Sang Feiwan laugh: "The cat's scolding is really ugly. What did you do to make it hate you so much?"

Yu Beiming saw that it was Sang Feiwan, and stood up to explain: "Didn't I feed it a few times before? Since then, it seems to have recognized that I would feed it, and it comes to me for food every day."

"A few days ago, it came to my door again. Old Qiu's wife saw it and said she wanted to adopt it."

"You know, Lan Xin is a very particular person. Before officially adopting the cat, she took it to the veterinary hospital for a physical examination. The results of the examination were not bad, but there was a birth control promotion event going on there, and they kept promoting the benefits of birth control. So in the end..."

He looked at the black cat helplessly, and the black cat was still meowing and accusing.

Yu Beiming advised it: "It's done, there's nothing I can do. How about I buy you a few more bags of dried fish?"

The black cat turned its face away arrogantly to show its disdain.

Yu Beiming said: "10 bags?"

The black cat turned around and pointed its rear end towards him.

Yu Beiming sighed: "20 bags, plus a set of introductory exercises for cultivation. If you have the opportunity to enter the Tao, you may be able to repair the damage to your body in the future."

"Meow!" The black cat immediately changed its attitude. It circled around Yu Beiming's legs with its tail erect, and its meow became cheerful.

Yu Beiming kicked its butt: "If you have agreed, go back first, and don't hold a grudge!"

"Meow!" The black cat ran away happily with light cat steps.

Sang Feiwan said: "This cat has obviously developed intelligence."

Yu Beiming shook the cat hair on his legs and said with a smile: "Although it has awakened its spiritual wisdom, whether it can truly enter the Tao depends on its own opportunity."

Sang Feiwan joked, "You really are very different from others when you accept disciples."

"When did I say I wanted to accept a disciple?"

"You are going to teach that cat how to practice martial arts. Isn't that accepting a disciple?"

"It's just compensation. Whether you can really enter the Tao is still unknown, let alone become my disciple? Let's just let it go."

The two walked slowly along the tree-lined path, leaving long shadows behind them, sometimes overlapping and sometimes separating.

"Have you given it a name? I mean the cat."

"Originally Lan Xin said she wanted to be called Naiyou, but I think that's not a good idea because it's easy to have the same name as someone else."

Sang Feiwan nodded in agreement. "Nowadays, it seems that many people like to name their children after food. Yesterday, I passed by a kindergarten and saw a group of children going to school greeting each other: 'wontons', 'baozi', 'hamburger', etc. They were all shouting out the names of food. At first, I thought they were hungry and wanted to eat something."

Yu Beiming smiled and said, "This is also good. It means that we have abundant supplies and no shortage of food or drink."

"So, what did you end up naming it?"

"It's a black cat, and I met it in the middle of the night, so I'll call it Xiao Hei."

"Isn't this name... a little too casual? If you met him during the day, would you call him Xiaobai?"

"Xiaobai is also good, or should I just call her Xiaobai?"

"… Let's go with Blackie."

After a few words of small talk, Sang Feiwan asked again: "By the way, when I was fighting the black dragon in the mirror world, you reminded me to use the Four Symbols and Eight Diagrams Formation. But how did you know that I could use this formation?"

Yu Beiming said, "Back then, the Luojian Sect and Guiyi Sect gathered forces and wanted to enter your Tiangou Sect and take over your sect's affairs, but they were later driven back by the Four Symbols and Eight Diagrams Formation. I happened to pass by at that time and saw you wearing plain clothes and holding a long sword, standing in the formation to resist the enemy."

Sang Feiwan was a little surprised when he heard this: "So you were there that time? Later, the leader of the Luojian Sect suddenly fell off his flying sword and broke his front teeth. From then on, he was ridiculed by the immortals as the Luojian Zhenjun. Even the original name of his sect has been forgotten. When people mention their sect, they only remember it as the Luojian Sect. Could this incident have something to do with you?"

It was the third year after Sang Feiwan's master passed away. The sect that had been on good terms with them showed its hypocritical face and, under the pretext of helping them, actually intended to get involved in Sang Feiwan's sect. They did not hesitate to entangle everyone and directly forced their way into the mountain gate.

They thought that after Gu Qingchen, there would be no more strong people in charge of Tiangui Sect, and they could control it at will.

By that time, Sang Feiwan had made some progress in her ruthless ways. Even though she had forgotten many things, she had never forgotten her responsibilities to the sect.

With her own strength, she held up the Four Symbols and Eight Trigrams Formation and blocked the advance of those hypocrites.

Among them, the leader of the Luojian Sect is the most powerful, and he intends to force his way through from the air.

Unexpectedly, when the sword was halfway through its flight, it was knocked down by someone unknown. From then on, he was given the nickname of True Lord Luo Jian and never dared to show his face again.

When talking about what happened back then, Yu Beiming felt inexplicably heavy.

Originally, Sang Feiwan didn't need to bear so many responsibilities. It was because of him that she had to abandon everything and join the ruthless way, and from then on she devoted herself to guarding the mountain gate.

"Wanwan, you had a hard time during those years, didn't you?"

"It's nothing. I was raised by my master and the sect. When my master was around, I could be more willful. Now that he's gone, I naturally have to take on the responsibility. It wasn't until later, when new talents emerged in the sect and the sect became increasingly powerful and no longer needed my protection, that I ascended with peace of mind. Who knew that I would be struck by a thunderbolt and brought to this world."

"Beiming," she suddenly changed the subject, her dark eyes fixed on Yu Beiming.

"I am cultivating the ruthless way. Once I enter this way, I will never give up love. There is no turning back. Only by giving up petty emotions can I accommodate great love and treat all people in the world more equally. I am closer to the way of heaven, so it is easier to achieve enlightenment and become an immortal."

"I have never regretted entering this path. In this world, there is always a sacrifice and a gain. Now that I have obtained what I want, I naturally have to give up worldly love and affection."

"Beiming, do you understand what I mean?"

She actually found out!