Inner Sect.
Ji Meng's residence.
Qing Dai poured Ji Meng a cup of water.
Nearby, Ji Meng wiped the Iron Sword, which was no longer covered in rust, a look of reminiscence in her eyes.
Qing Dai set down the kettle and couldn't help but sigh. "How on earth did the Young Master do it? He even managed to find the sword from your childhood, Miss."
"He even found the Master's sword."
"But I heard the Master's sword was something special. Now that it's broken, some of the things inside it are probably gone."
"Even so, the Young Master's gifts were astounding."
"Didn't you go and ask?" Ji Meng said, putting the sword away.
"The answer I got was: a fateful encounter, destined by fate, you are in me, and I am in you," Qing Dai said with a smile. "Profound Wisdom did a quick calculation and gave the answer—you and the Young Master are a match made in heaven."
"And you believed it?" Ji Meng asked, looking over.
Qing Dai nodded. "I think she's a divine seer."
