With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Looking back now, she clearly didn't need this jade pendant, but she suddenly had the idea to refine it. It was probably all preordained, and it was all for Hua Wen.

Having already met them, she was unwilling to let Hua Wen leave like this; who knew what might happen during that time.

It's better to keep it with you.

Hua Wen didn't refuse, and even asked, "Can I go in and stay for a while now?"

There was no other reason than that the aura emanating from this jade pendant was incredibly alluring to him.

Azhen understood, because when she was refining it, she unknowingly amplified the soul-nourishing ability of the jade tablet.

Seeing her nod, Hua Wen immediately slipped into the jade pendant.

Azhen touched the jade pendant, a faint smile appearing on her lips. It was more reassuring this way.

The ride-hailing driver glanced at Azhen and thought to himself that young livestreamers these days really know how to play with abstract concepts, leaving him completely confused and not understanding anything.

But I also kind of want to hear it.

Not everyone pays attention to the situation at Wens Castle; the ride-hailing driver in front of me is one of those who are unaware of it.

Sensing that Hua Wen had gone into the jade pendant, he closed his eyes, and A-Zhen didn't pay any more attention to it.

I checked my phone again and realized that the viewers in the live stream were all asking who she was talking to.

Because she mentioned spirits before, some viewers have already guessed that she might be talking to a ghost.

Some haters think she's just being deliberately mysterious, that she's creating this kind of thing right from the start of the show, and that she's just trying to attract attention.

Some people think she was talking to a customer and that the customer had some kind of problem.

In short, there are all sorts of speculations.

A-Zhuang didn't see this, since the phone she was using for the live stream was pointed at the scenery outside the window.

Dan City Airport.

As soon as Azhen got off the bus, she encountered a familiar face. Who else could it be but Lin Xixi?

Lin Xixi thought to herself what a coincidence. Since they had run into each other, she should definitely say hello.

She smiled and said, "Feng Zhen, what a coincidence."

"Yes, Master Xiao Xi." Azhen smiled slightly, feeling that meeting her as soon as she stepped out made her think that the two of them were somewhat destined.

In the client's previous life, the two also met, but it's certain that Hua Wen didn't approach them then. Actually, that's normal; unrefined jade pendants aren't that attractive to ghosts. Their main function is protecting the soul; they have some soul-nourishing effect, but not much. The client only had a sliver of hope because of this jade pendant's soul-protecting ability. If it were too attractive, the client wouldn't have been able to protect such a treasure.

Legend has it that this was made by a highly skilled ancestor, perhaps it was just an heirloom, or perhaps it was something deliberately prepared based on some foresight. Since it's been so long, there's no need to delve into it further.

"Just call me Lin Xixi," Lin Xixi said. "Master Xiao Xi is a bit strange."

Azhen agreed, "Okay."

She doesn't care about the form of address; as long as the other person doesn't mind.

They might be in the same city, and their plane might be on the same flight.

When the two met, the audience expected them to spark some chemistry, but they were both quite polite to each other, which greatly disappointed some viewers who were hoping for a dramatic encounter.

On the way to the waiting room, Lin Xixi and Fu Yingshu were both subtly observing Azhen.

They didn't cause any trouble, and A-Zhu let them look at her.

Lin Xixi's eyes were filled with curiosity, and Fu Yingshu glanced at the jade pendant around Azhen's neck many times, clearly showing interest in it.

Azhen could sense what the other person was thinking. After her last live stream with Lin Xixi ended, someone was again trying to manipulate her; she sensed it. She concealed herself, otherwise the backlash against the person who was manipulating her would be severe. Lin Xixi was a key figure in this Wen Clan Mystic Arts live stream, and it was best if nothing went wrong on the other side before this matter was over.

In reality, masters of divination generally don't consult each other's methods, for fear of encountering a tough opponent or someone who holds a grudge. The only reason they dare to consult her without her consent is because they think she's a fake master.

The client was indeed a charlatan. This industry is a dog-eat-dog world, and encountering a true master is just bad luck.

"I wonder who Miss Feng studied under? Which school or lineage does she belong to?" Fu Yingshu finally asked in the waiting room.

At such close range, he was even more certain that the jade pendant Feng Zhen wore around her neck was something very powerful, but he couldn't quite make out its details.

This was because after Hua Wen entered the jade pendant, A-Zhuang sealed the pendant's aura.

Now that everything that needed to be done has been done, there's no need to openly display the jade pendant's ability to nourish the soul, lest it attract covetousness.

"Our ancestors knew a thing or two," Azhen said. Indeed, the Feng family had a lineage of orthodox Xuan masters, but none of them were now.

Upon hearing this, Fu Yingshu asked no further questions.

If that's the case, then the jade pendant must be an heirloom.

No master would dislike such a fine item, but it's definitely not acceptable to destroy someone's ancestral heirloom.

"We are the Fu family of Wushan, and my name is Fu Yingshu," Fu Yingshu introduced himself, speaking politely.

Azhen said, "I know you."

The client did know Fu Yingshu, since they graduated from the same school. When the client went to Dan City University, Fu Yingshu hadn't graduated yet, and Fu Yingshu performed at the freshman welcome party that year.

This time it was Fu Yingshu and Lin Xixi's turn to be surprised. Lin Xixi quickly realized that her senior brother had become famous online because of some videos, so it seemed that being recognized by people was nothing special.

In fact, if you know anything about the world of metaphysics, you should know more about her senior brother. After all, he is a rare genius, and many masters envy the Fu family of Wushan for having such a successor.

"Have you watched the videos online too?" Lin Xixi asked with great interest.

Azhen shook her head: "No, but I saw Senior Fu's performance at the welcome party."

Upon hearing this, the two students immediately understood that they were alumni.

The viewers in the live stream were also amazed. So it turned out that two alumni were fighting before?

[Xiao Xi's attitude is too good! Isn't Feng Zhen a fraud?]

There's no evidence yet to prove they're a scammer, right?

[Exactly, they're going to participate in the Wen Family Mystic Arts live stream, so they're clearly not afraid. Some people shouldn't keep calling them scammers; they might get sued.]

They were getting ready to board the plane, so they all turned off their live streams.

Wen's bought them all business class seats, and the three of them were even seated next to each other, so they could talk again. A-Zhan didn't feel anything, but Lin Xixi was quite happy.

Now that the live stream was over, Lin Xixi suddenly remembered something, and seemed conflicted, as if she wanted to say something but also had some reservations.

If it were someone else, they would probably ask her what's wrong, and then the other person would tell her the answer.

But Azhen was clearly not that kind of person. She was either talkative or silent, and despite being from the same school, her impression of Lin Xixi remained unchanged. They could only exchange a few words because they were polite enough to talk to each other; even strangers would strike up a conversation.

She didn't particularly like either Lin Xixi or Fu Yingshu. This was due not only to the influence of the client's memories but also to her own impressions after interacting with them.

Even though they were being polite, there was still a hint of arrogance in their words.

Lin Xixi hesitated for a while before realizing that Azhen was wearing an eye mask, and swallowed her words.

She leaned closer to Fu Yingshu, fiddling with her phone out of boredom.

Fu Yingshu asked, "What's wrong?" (End of Chapter)