On the other side, Master Li the Fortune Teller, an elderly man, held a Spatial Mirror and gazed at Princess Miaoshan's serene face within it. He spoke respectfully, "Princess, I have sought you out this time because I have found a master who may know the reason for the strange things happening to you."
"Really?" Miaoshan's tone was placid.
Behind her, the two young attendants, Jin Zhi and Mulan, shook their heads. If even the Sect Leader of the Shen Xiang Sect can't discern the truth, who else could? It seems hopeless. Does Master Li know that Princess Miaoshan is in low spirits? Is he just trying to comfort her?
"Master Li, please, let it be," Miaoshan said, her voice gentle. She was not angry; no matter the time or place, she treated others with kindness, her voice more soothing than a spring breeze. "I have resigned myself to my fate."
