Shen Jinzhao left with an eager, fawning gait, while Han Shanshan was still fiddling with the Violet Sword over there, utterly unable to put it down. Her ideas were far more extreme than other people's. When others grew excited at the sight of a good hunt, she was interested only in things that posed a challenge.
So Yuan Ci looked at me and said, "When you're around, when has the Nine Heavens ever been peaceful? And whenever the Nine Heavens is peaceful, I'm afraid your situation won't be looking good."
"What do you mean? You monk are getting all cryptic again, aren't you?" I glared at him, but he wasn't afraid of my glare. He was long accustomed to it and merely said, "You should enjoy yourself while you can. Your life has been one wild rise and fall after another."
"The way you put it, it's as though you've seen my future. Master, hurry up and tell me—what insight do you have?" I immediately changed my expression. Yuan Ci suddenly fell silent as he looked at me, then said, "One day, the key to fate will have to be unlocked. Cherish what lies before you now, and don't leave any regrets behind. Understand?"
I reached out and pinched his cheek in one swift motion. "I'm saying, couldn't you make yourself a little clearer?"
"I... I was just guessing... I'm a patient, you know. Could you be gentler?!" Yuan Ci had been caught completely off guard. Wincing in pain, he hurriedly slapped my hand away. I snorted and said, "What will happen to the Nine Heavens if something happens to me?"
Yuan Ci immediately said, "It's just a feeling, only a feeling. Think about it. From the day you entered the world until now, has there ever been a time