He choked on his tea and coughed hard.
"Are you okay?" She looked worried and anxious.
"Hmm." His face reddened and he hurriedly drink some tea. He clutched his chest, looking as if he's in pain. That's true. He was indeed in pain, he almost got serious internal injuries from holding back his laughter.
When Ouyang Xueqing was not looking, his lips widened into an evil grin.
"That's good, then." She suddenly realized something. "Wait, esteemed shaman, how do I know he's the one when I've never met him? Do we had some kind of secret connection, like instant hatred in the first encounter or an epiphany?"
"Hmm, you could say so." You carried his sins, of course your soul would have some kind of resonance with him. But instant hatred…sadly that would be the opposite. But if I told you then it will not be interesting, haha! "Your soul will recognize him."
