Xingyuan shook her head. "Nothing is unsuitable. This place is very good, but I have one more goal now."
"What goal?" Zhang Can immediately asked, wondering if he should think of a way to help his teacher achieve this goal.
Xingyuan chuckled softly, her eyes filled with nostalgia and melancholy. "A person."
"Actually, you met them back then too, my destined person," Xingyuan added.
She was skilled in divination but had not practiced it for ten years.
This was because when she divined, she had divined a destined person for herself.
She didn't believe in fate, but out of curiosity, she followed the divination to find her destined person, who was just a child at the time.
That child was ordinary, not particularly smart, but not foolish either. The only decent thing about them was their face, which was not as good-looking as hers.
She had checked carefully. Her destined person did not have any special physique and could not, like her, die no matter how much they wanted to.
After multiple tests, she lost interest in the child and left directly.
But perhaps she herself never expected that the reason she was her destined person was because, after many twists and turns, they would eventually meet again.
Zhang Can tried hard to recall, and only then remembered the opportunity he had painstakingly fought for among a crowd of competitors.
He only remembered that they had gone to see someone, but he couldn't clearly recall what they had done.
However, Zhang Can could feel that his teacher was very happy now, so he respected all of his teacher's decisions.
"Teacher, where are you going this time? Will you come back?" Zhang Can asked reluctantly.
"Not necessarily, it's hard to say," Xingyuan gave an ambiguous answer.
The path ahead was uncertain, though she could calculate where she was going.
But if everything went as she predicted, what would be the meaning of life?
Life was brilliant precisely because of the unknown, which was why so many people fought for a chance to change their destiny.
Having lived for so many years, even without actively trying, one's temperament would be honed. Moreover, she had always been striving to keep up with the times!
Duan Ling felt a good impression of Xingyuan the moment she saw her. Although she was a little surprised that Meng Fanyue's savior was a woman, she was not a pedantic person. If her good sister liked someone, she would respect whoever she brought back.
However, Xingyuan's noble demeanor, like that of a rich merchant's pampered daughter, made Duan Ling worry if they could afford to raise such a delicate lady.
But in actual interaction, Duan Ling felt she had been wrong. Xingyuan was clearly such an approachable woman.
Her temperament was gentle, and she knew a little about everything. Chatting with her was never a dull affair.
Duan Ling was very satisfied with Xingyuan. As they spent more time together, she gradually regarded her as a friend. Once, she even took the initiative to ask her, "What should I do to get revenge if someone plots against me?"
"It's best to use their own methods against them, but it also depends on the extent of their scheming," Xingyuan rationally expressed her opinion without interfering too much.
Most of the time, Duan Ling would complain to her, and she would quietly be a loyal listener.
For some reason, Duan Ling felt that this young girl, who looked about her age, was very much like an elder. She always gave her a warm feeling, making her involuntarily want to confide in her and tell her all her heart's troubles.
Before Xingyuan could say anything, Meng Fanyue became displeased. She had brought Xingyuan here, so why should Xingyuan spend time with others and not with her?
Meng Fanyue casually blocked the two of them and asked, "Sister Duan Ling, you have to let her rest for a while! Also, when are we going back?"
Duan Ling's brow furrowed slightly, and she wanted to say something, but the vigilance in Meng Fanyue's eyes was almost undisguised. She finally shook her head with some helplessness.
"In the next couple of days," Duan Ling said softly.
At the same time, she communicated with Meng Fanyue with her eyes, [Don't worry, I won't steal your person.]
Meng Fanyue was not reassured. She hadn't even succeeded yet! She didn't even know what kind of person Xingyuan liked.
Although Xingyuan had agreed to leave with her, it was not impossible that she did so out of kindness.
Xingyuan felt the almost confrontational stance between the two and lowered her head to drink tea, concealing the smile in her eyes.
The older sisters in every world were truly interesting!
Since the Xingyuan in this world was a bit emotionally detached, guiding her to take the initiative and rekindling her emotions in the process should be an interesting endeavor!
Xingyuan had never experienced this before, so she was full of curiosity.
The confrontation between the two was both fast and slow.
Before Xingyuan finished her cup of tea, the two had already reached a conclusion.
Finally, Meng Fanyue triumphantly took Xingyuan's hand and led her out.
The warm touch of her palm made Xingyuan's lips curl involuntarily.
Her heart felt as if it were burning. She had once sealed away painful memories herself, but now, after feeling warmth, those self-sealed emotions were vying to emerge from her body.
Xingyuan knew clearly that this was a long process, but it was also a good start, proving that she was not heartless towards her.
At the same time, a scene suddenly flashed through her mind.
A woman whose face she couldn't see was holding her hand and running into the distance.
The warm feeling made Xingyuan instinctively clasp Meng Fanyue's hand back.
Meng Fanyue glanced at Xingyuan beside her, a smile flashing in her eyes. It seemed her hopes were quite high!
Two days later, Xingyuan successfully boarded the car that came to pick them up and went with them to the organization's base.
The people at the base were enthusiastic, but these enthusiastic people did not include the base's high command.
On the contrary, upon hearing that the unconventional all-female team had returned safely without losing anyone, their expressions immediately turned grim.
"Wei Hui, you brought this up first, what do you say?" Hong Tao asked anxiously.
Wei Hui chuckled softly and said indifferently, "What's the rush?"
Wei Hui truly didn't care. To be precise, their existence or non-existence had no impact on his interests. If not for those people constantly clamoring to eliminate them, he wouldn't have compromised.
Seeing this, Hong Tao also calmed down a bit.
Right, they didn't know who was responsible.
However, Hong Tao found Wei Hui increasingly displeasing. His tie was always neatly tied, and several documents were arranged neatly on his desk.
He had obsessive-compulsive disorder, but in Hong Tao's eyes, this was just a sign of his effeminacy. If it weren't for the higher-ups designating Wei Hui as the leader, he wouldn't have willingly submitted to him.
However, if there were some accidents, he might achieve his wish.
Hong Tao fell into thought, not noticing Wei Hui's deep gaze.