"Little Eight went down the mountain?"
In Sanqing Temple, Yun You furrowed his brows tightly.
After much contemplation, he was still worried about his elder brother having an accident. So, before dawn, he climbed the mountain only to find that his soft and gentle little junior sister was not there. His eyes widened in surprise and suspicion as he glared at Li Yuanming. "Master, did you drive Little Eight down the mountain?"
He knew all too well that Master had always disdained Little Eight for her supposed unlucky fate.
Li Yuanming felt a bit guilty upon hearing this, but then he straightened up and retorted, "Nonsense! Am I that kind of person? I foresaw that Zhouzhou would meet her destined person, so I allowed her to go down the mountain. Now she has a father and is living a very good life."
However, Yun You's frown deepened, clearly not believing a word. He scrutinized Li Yuanming skeptically. "You foresaw it?"
Just him?