Yun Sang couldn't wait to walk over, "Uncle, how's it going?"
Yun Zhijuan picked up the three cards in order, took a look at them, and then interpreted: "Displacement; Illusion; Conflict."
He uttered three words.
Everyone could understand the literal meaning, but the deeper meaning conveyed by the cards was beyond their grasp.
Yun Zhijuan shook his head, "I can now be sure that the person abroad is a virtual character and not a member of the Yun Family. But this final conflict..."
He let out a deep breath, and when he looked up at Yun Zhishu again, his usually playful demeanor showed an unusually serious expression.
"Luckily... luckily you didn't leave..."
Conflict implies danger.
If Yun Zhishu and Lu Xun had really gone abroad this time, what awaited them would not be a family reunion but a crisis.
"However, for now, it seems that this conflict hasn't completely disappeared."
After Yun Zhijuan finished speaking, Yun Sang clenched his fist, his sinister face turning grim.
