Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He knows all and sees all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while for all the others who don't... impeding doom awaits. The seer's words are absolute. How might you recognize him you ask...? There have been rumors of this man clad in black whose eyes shine a clean crimson glare right through his hermit hat when provoked. He is also rumored to be carrying a Demonic Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young. P.S.: Yes, I am aware that the title might have turned out a bit inaccurate. Forgive this junior.
"Okay, now... let's talk about it," her aunt asked, sipping tea, sitting on a chair placed against the wall facing the bed. And on the bed sat Ling Yue, pink and shivering. She wasn't used to talking about personal stuff. She realized she wasn't used to talking to people at all. All she was used to doing was giving out orders and completing tasks, having super formal and to-the-point conversations. Since that was all she needed to do so far, she was flustered; she did not know where to begin.
Why was this aunt, whom she just met, being so friendly? When did they get so close? Is she actually a spy who will get the information and leak it to her father? Is she a vixen after her uncle's wealth and status? Was she even really her aunt?
Her aunt, however, picked up on all the chaos in her head, quite vivid from her eyes and the flustered pink face.