"Hahaha... hahaha..."
Yin Tian's laughter was loud, as if to laugh away all the gloominess that had accumulated in his heart that afternoon.
The other people in the ward were all looking at Yin Tian with bewilderment, not knowing why he was laughing so heartily, nor understanding what had prompted his laughter.
After a while, Yin Tian finally stopped laughing.
He was in high spirits; the shadow that had loomed over his heart was entirely swept away.
Just as he had guessed, his teacher wasn't dead!
The only reason he had made a wrong divination was that the hair in his hand was actually from a wild boar!
As for when the hair had been switched, probably only Master Yin knew.
Seeing Yin Tian calming down, Su Qinwei spoke up cautiously, "Yin Tian, what's the matter with you?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly felt very happy, and it felt so joyful."
A smothered smile played on Yin Tian's face.
Just then, a faint moan was heard.
