Ascendant Fuluan wondered what it was all about. He took out paper and pen, squatted on the ground, and while performing the art of Fuluan, he asked, "Don't you also practice divination? Why specifically seek me out?"
"The golden carp and the Cyan Dragon lurking in the Jin Sect seem to have some connection. My methods don't work on them. Since you're free with nothing to do, why not give yours a try?"
Am I free with nothing to do?
Ascendant Fuluan thought to himself, two years ago I almost lost half my life, and this is called having nothing to do?
Xu Qing reasoned, "People die and pass away. You are alive and well, still able to argue with people and get angry, isn't that having nothing to do?"
"..."
Ascendant Fuluan's pale face turned a few shades darker. He raised his hand to hand Xu Qing the white paper in his hands, which only had one word written on it—Dragon.
"What does this mean?"