"Wait, what's this, Holy Maiden? Descendant? Me?" Nangong Beiying pointed to herself. Are there such mystical things in this world? It's not like we are filming a TV show.
"Yes, she is the Holy Maiden, you are only the Maiden's descendant," Qing Teng said. It wasn't up to her to decide who the Holy Maiden was, it was the Holy Silver Ring that made the choice.
"Xuexue, do you understand what Qing Teng is saying?" Nangong Beiying looked at Qin Xue.
"I think I get it, but I'm not exactly certain about their affairs, I find it incredulous too," Qin Xue nodded.
"But aren't these things only supposed to happen in movies or on TV? Why is it happening to us?" Nangong Beiying was usually composed, but not this time round. Because this indicated that she was tied to whatever Qing Teng was saying about the village.
