"Senior Brother, do you think your Junior Sister would think so? Actually, before I spoke, I had already divined the fate of that infant. I saw two outcomes; in one, the infant learns the Art of Divination and ends up being killed by the Second Senior Brother, who absorbs his Primordial Spirit; the other outcome isn't very clear to me. I have a vague vision of the infant grown up, confronting the Second Senior Brother, but as for the final result, I cannot divine it." The young uncle explained to his Senior.
"Hm? What you mean to say, Junior Sister, is that if the infant learns the Art of Divination, he will undoubtedly die?" The young Senior seemed to hold immense trust in the uncle's ability to divine, expressing not the slightest doubt.