Xiao Ying's eyelid twitched, and he pressed rather anxiously, "Who?"
It couldn't be Heavenly Empress Zhi Ji, could it? The Heaven-Destroying Finger supposedly contained the fate Dao, foremost among the three thousand Great Daos. Perhaps it touched upon the time Dao as well. After all, fate needed time to prove itself, and the two complemented each other closely!
Moreover, the time Dao ranked among the top three of the three thousand Great Daos and was extraordinarily rare. To think there was one-and only one-suitable candidate among the Great Huan Dynasty's hundreds of millions of subjects. Given how absurdly powerful and unusual Zhi Ji was, it really might be her!
Not only Xiao Ying and the others-even Zhi Ji herself knitted her delicate brows and stared anxiously at Xuan Ming.
Zhi Ji understood perfectly well the importance and far-reaching implications of the Twelve Ancestral Witches' legacies. If, as Xuan Ming said, she was the sole candidate they had found, and the final candidate at that, should she refuse or agree?!
Xuan Ming did not keep them guessing and promptly answered, "The Spring-Autumn Trading House's second young lady... Marquis Lingguang... Lü Rong!"
"Marquis Lingguang?!"
Xiao Ying, Qiu Li, Qi Ji, Xiao He, and the others were quite surprised, unsure whether to rejoice or nurse a headache!
Who would have thought that the willful young lady with such an unlikable disposition-Marquis Lingguang Lü Rong-possessed such a powerful destiny? Moreover, Lü Rong was a high-ranking historical luminary, so she clearly lacked neither fortune nor opportunity!
Zhi Ji's tightly knitted brows drew even closer together, and she blurted out in surprise and worry, "Rong'er?! How could it be Rong'er?"
Xiao Ying glanced at the troubled-looking Xuan Ming and volunteered an explanation. "Marquis Lingguang excels at Light Escape. Her methods are mysterious and extraordinary, and her