Lun Jing: "..."
This person is a renowned fortune-teller! This state, speaking gently like a doctor saying, "Eat whatever you want," what's the difference?
Her good mood from searching travel guides instantly vanished, and she felt panic-stricken. She hurriedly sent a message to Wu Lan:
[Just now, two Daoist Masters stood before me for quite a while, looking very solemn, as if they had something to say but didn't. What do you think this means?]
Oh my, last time when the Daoist said they couldn't have kids, it wasn't this painful. This must be something big!
Wu Lan was surprised too!
She gritted her teeth and replied: [No worries, if the Daoist doesn't want to say, we shouldn't push them. But I asked, and the Daoist does drink alcohol. Tonight, I'll bring a bottle out, let's all have a drink together.]
Oh, Daoist, you've eaten, how about a little drink? Once that's done, surely there's nothing more you can't bear to say, right?
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