Feng Jun's words sounded like he was showing off, but they really weren't. He had indeed seen through it—Zhang Xiaoli would die today.
Just as she had dreamed, her mother would take her to her uncle's birthday banquet, and she would jump from the rooftop.
The difference was that she had not accepted Granny Ma's Blessing, so her mother rushing off early in the morning was merely a minor hypothetical possibility.
As for her mother committing suicide and her father being killed by a car... those were things Feng Jun could not foresee for the time being.
After the fourth level, he had gained a certain ability to predict how things would develop, but it was nowhere near that miraculous—at the very least, he had to meet the person before he could perform a Divination, and even then, he could not divine too far into the future.
But that did not stop him from devising a script, because this girl... had really worked herself into a dead end.
Feng Jun was merely a humanities monk and truly did not know much about medicine. As far as he knew, depression came in many forms. Some people even suffered severe memory loss, and he had no idea how to save them—perhaps he could try matching them with medication on the spot.
But this girl was clearly someone for whom one wrong step had led to another. It could even be called "compensatory suicide."
If he could prescribe the right remedy, untie the knot in her heart, and slowly repair her two shortcomings, he could completely save a life.
Ultimately, the girl was still young and immature. Once she realized that her death would destroy an entire family, anyone with even a shred of conscience would no longer be so stubborn, right?
That