Mo Xuanyi's lips trembled, and she whispered, "I... I... I want to find them myself..."
As she spoke, tears were already streaming down her face.
Didn't I know putting out an advertisement might be quicker?
But my problem is... I can't do that!
This damned Witch Alliance identity.
Zuo Xiaoduo pondered for a moment, then said, "Very well, very well. Your sincerity and unwavering resolve move this poor Daoist beyond bearing, benefactress. I might as well see this good deed through-escort the Buddha all the way to the Western Paradise... Come, come, write a character."
As he spoke, he handed her a sheet of white paper and a pen.
Several people beside them looked utterly bewildered.
You just called yourself 'this poor monk,' and now you're calling yourself 'this poor Daoist.' So, may we ask, are you a Buddhist or a member of the Dao Sect?
"Write a character?"
"Indeed. I am a direct heir to Guiguzi's teachings, most proficient in physiognomy and character divination. You may write any character you please, following what is in your heart, and I will use it to point you in the right direction."
Zuo Xiaoduo's face was as gentle as a spring breeze.
A direct heir to Guiguzi's teachings?!
In less than three minutes, you've switched between three schools!
If your predictions weren't so accurate, we really wouldn't dare believe you...
Hmm, who on earth was Guiguzi? Was his a lineage of great divination masters? I don't think I've heard of him, but it sounds very lofty and impressive. So Master Zuo came from an illustrious school!
With tears in her eyes, Mo Xuanyi lifted the pen and neatly wrote a single character.
"Gratitude!"
Zuo Xiaoduo picked up the paper and flicked it, saying softly, "Let me offer you a few lines, miss..."