"Cousin, what is he looking for? We've been drifting in these clouds for almost an hour." Xia Jing asked, puzzled.
The only one here who understood Feng Shui and Qi Fortune was Ji Ziyun.
"Don't ask me; I don't know either." Ji Ziyun shook his head. "I can't make anything out of this."
"Cousin, Uncle is a Fate Officer, didn't he teach you anything?" Xia Jing asked. His uncle was a member of the royal family and held a mysterious position in the Heavenly Mechanism Hall.
"What are you talking about, Qilin'er?" Ji Ziyun replied, "The secret techniques of the Heavenly Mechanism Hall are not something he could teach me. My father would like to live a few more years."
"I only know a little bit, all learned from the Daoist Academy," Ji Ziyun admitted.
"Oh, I thought you knew." Xia Jing remarked. "Zhao Xing also only knows a little."
"..." Ji Ziyun was speechless.
