Just as Yao Si was about to escape, she bumped straight into a familiar figure. He raised his hand and opened his mouth to greet her. "Your Hi—"

Yao Si covered his mouth at lighting speed, dragging him into a deserted corner. 

"Shh, low profile, low profile!" She swept a glance at him. "Nephew Gu, why are you here? Have your injuries healed?"

Gu Shucheng stilled, then replied dismissively, "I predicted that Your Highness would be here, so I came over. My injuries fully healed a while back."

"That's good." Yao Si nodded, remembering how Disgusting Lu had mentioned that he was the only who could predict the future. "Is your ability really to predict the future?"

"I can only see some of it," he explained. "After interacting with a specific person, I will be able to see some images, but it won't be complete and some of it might not even happen."

"What does it mean?" Didn't prediction mean that you'll know things beforehand? Or could you perhaps predict fake information as well?

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