Gifts

"Feng Ye has a weak fate of kinship with his parents. If he stays with his parents, it will be difficult for him to live until he reaches fifteen or sixteen years old. Zhao Yang's relatives, I believe, have already passed away."

The Heavenly Taoist Master went on to explain. He continued despite Feng Jiu's frown. "I have yet to complete the master relationship with the two of them. They shouldn't have come down the mountain at all, let alone want to take him home."

"Is Taoist Master saying that if they stay with their parents, they will probably not live to be fifteen or sixteen years old?" Feng Jiu asked, surprised.

"Correct." While stroking his beard, the Heavenly Taoist Master responded.

She looked at Xuanyuan Mo Ze and thought it was inconceivable. When Guan Xilin and others heard this, they couldn't help but look solemn.