"Isn't that just some charlatan who learned a bit of divination," Mortal believe in this, Sister Lan, do you also believe?"
Xiao Qiang was at a loss for words but, having no other method, felt it was better to make the trip for some peace of mind.
The two walked on the bustling streets of the Mirage, the sunlight was brilliant, but in their eyes, everything appeared gray and dim.
Since marrying into the Prince Manor, they had completed not a few tasks; the benefits to their family and themselves were undeniable; this was not only in terms of resources. In fact, for small clan elites like them, it wasn't about lack of resources, but a lack of heritage.