Lianshan Xin's memory was decent.
He clearly remembered that, less than an hour earlier at most, while he was eating at home, Lianshan Jingcheng had said exactly the same thing to him.
To make sure he had not remembered incorrectly, Lianshan Xin steadied himself and carefully recalled it, only to discover that he had indeed remembered incorrectly.
Lianshan Jingcheng had said a few extra words:
"A-Xin, there's no use being anxious!"
Considering that what followed was identical to the contents of the Celestial Master's final letter, Lianshan Xin began seriously considering whether his father had been deliberately reminding him of something.
Surely this could not be a coincidence?
Old man, and you still claimed you were just an ordinary physician?
At this moment, Lianshan Xin even had a bold conjecture:
Could Father actually be Yama?
Did Father go and assassinate the Celestial Master last night?
When we were eating this morning, had Father already guessed that the Nine Heavens would notify me of the Celestial Master's death, so he deliberately gave me a hint?
No, that's not right. If Father wanted to remind me deliberately, why did he keep flatly denying everything last night?
Could I have guessed Father's identity wrong? Is he not the Heavenly Physician's eldest disciple, but the Heavenly Diviner's?
Does he have the ability to know the future without divination?
That doesn't add up either.
The current Heavenly Diviner was only forty-five.
He was not much older than Lianshan Jingcheng.
Lianshan Xin felt as though he was about to grow a brain.
"Well?"
Cao Fuhu and Zhang A-Niu both stared at Lianshan Xin, hoping his Heavenly Eye could provide them with some unexpected findings.
Lianshan Xin spread his hands. "My lords, what are you expecting? This is just a letter. If I could see anything from