The Dragon Girl Temple thrived with incense offerings. With those powerful dignitaries and Clan Elders who had wanted to use the temple to amass wealth gone, anyone, rich or poor, could enter to burn incense and worship. Those girls remained at the temple to manage its affairs, while the hooligans and ruffians who had once lurked outside the gates, spying on them from time to time, had vanished without a trace.
Zhen'er was one of the girls who had stayed at the Dragon Girl Temple.
Though she was only fourteen this year, she could do nothing but remain in the temple, keeping company with the blue lamp. Her blue robes could not conceal the caterpillar-like scars on her skin, wounds inflicted upon her during that terrifying night. Only when she saw that white figure would a smile appear on her sorrowful young face.
Carrying a teapot, Zhen'er hurried into the main hall of the Dragon Girl Temple and set it on the wooden table beside the statue.
Bai Yujun, her face veiled, nodded.
Every time Zhen'er saw her benefactor, she became exceedingly excited, because all those living in the temple knew that the veiled girl was the divine dragon spoken of throughout Longze County...
Bai Yujun was temporarily residing in the temple, setting up a stall to read fortunes when she had spare time.
Yes, that was right. She had become a fortune-telling charlatan...
The reason she read rather than calculated was that Bai Yujun did not understand how to use the complex arts of the Book of Changes for divination. She relied entirely on an inborn instinct to discern a person's fortune, misfortune, blessings, and calamities. To be precise, she had a little of the potential of those legendary Snake Immortals.
Many people knew that although the legendary Hu