"So it's not really something to panic about," Beichuan Si said as he took a sip of tea, continuing, "Magong, your heightened spiritual sensitivity could also be beneficial for attracting fortune and avoiding disaster."
"Is that really so, Beichuan?" Magong Tong was still somewhat uneasy.
To this, Beichuan Si simply nodded, "If Magong doesn't believe me, then there's no point in continuing this discussion."
"No, no! I believe you, Beichuan!" Magong Tong clasped her hands tightly, then forcefully nodded, "I'll work hard to adapt to this lifestyle. Thank you so much for being willing to discuss this with me."
Indeed, even if Beichuan Si wanted to help, he was powerless to do anything about this matter.
As a way to eliminate the lingering effects of her spiritual ordeal, Magong Tong had to confront this world that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
After thanking him several times, Magong Tong left.
