"My destined one?" Fang Yueya froze. "Wasn't it yours, Madam?"
"I knew when he reincarnated in his previous life," Ye Yiren said.
"Who?" Fang Yueya perked up her ears, intensely curious.
Ye Yiren said nothing. She handed the folding fan in her hand to Fang Yueya and chuckled. "Let's go, Husband. Time to find someone."
After stepping into the Reincarnation Realm and awakening her memories of her previous life, Ye Yiren learned that only Fall into the Mortal World could lead to ultimate strength. She changed.
She changed from heartless to affectionate.
Yet Fang Yueya hesitated. Though she knew Ye Yiren's astrology was unlikely to be wrong, she still raised a doubt. "Those attending the Lantern Festival are all mortals and low-level cultivators. The Heavenly Pride of the Demon Realm rarely come to festivals like this. Could my destined one really be among them?"
Ye Yiren was also taken aback. Then she said, "Although I couldn't see exactly who that person was from the stars, the stars indicate that they will appear at this Demon Realm Lantern Festival. There can be no mistake."
Her tone brimmed with confidence.
Forget it. If the one fate points me to is a mortal, then even if I can't reach ultimate strength, I still won't Fall into the Mortal World, Fang Yueya thought.
The place for setting floating lanterns adrift was a vast lake. Painted pleasure boats of all sizes were moored there, and the sounds of flirtatious chatter never ceased.
Crowds packed the lakeshore. Groups of scholars and poets gathered there, gazing toward the "talented beauties" aboard the pleasure boats.
"Shishi!"
"Yun Gu!"
A group of flirtatious men who fancied themselves talented shouted toward the people at the prows of the boats.
Some even composed poems on the spot and recited them