Master said that in their profession, especially for someone born with Yin-Yang Eyes like her, there were only three types of people whose Fate Design was inscrutable.
First were those whose Fate Design was either very fortunate or very ominous.
Second were those intimately linked to one's own Fate Design.
Third were those whose spells were more powerful than one's own.
Su Nanzhi had never encountered any of them, and later her master's skills couldn't compare to hers.
As for the first two scenarios, where the Fate Design was both fortunate and ominous, such situations were against common sense. Su Nanzhi believed that nothing was impossible in this vast world, but she also knew that people with such Fate Designs were one in ten thousand.
People intimately linked to one's own Fate Design might not even be one's parents or children, not to mention others.
Su Nanzhi leaned toward the idea that the person belonged to the first scenario.
The young man didn't seem to be a fellow practitioner.
Su Nanzhi returned to the corner near the bar. Seeing that the Peach Wood Sword and the suitcase were both well-kept, she walked over, stuffed the accomplished Peach Wood Sword back, and then pulled the suitcase away.
Her destination was clear; she walked a few hundred meters and entered the subway station.
When pulling out her phone to search for the subway QR code, she paused. It had been too long since she last used WeChat, and she was somewhat unaccustomed to it.
Despite the time, the subway was quite crowded. Unfortunately, Su Nanzhi had an androgynous face. Her height was considerable among women, and though lean, her vivid features made it unclear whether she was male or female.
A few girls not far away glanced over excitedly from time to time, holding their phones at a very subtle angle and quietly discussing whether she was male or female.
With senses sharper than ordinary people, Su Nanzhi: "..."
However, she hadn't stayed in such crowded public spaces for a long time and felt somewhat socially withdrawn. When the girl pressed the button on her phone, Su Nanzhi tilted her head slightly and her face didn't fully appear in the frame.
Then the next second, she made eye contact with the girl.
The girl, realizing she'd been caught taking the photo, suddenly blushed and awkwardly came over to apologize, stating she would delete the photo.
Su Nanzhi nodded slightly, her smile not very distinct, and her complexion could even be described as somewhat pale. Yet, this shallow smile made the girl's face heat up again.
From that smile, the girl recognized that this was a young lady.
She's so beautiful wow...
Su Nanzhi rode for several stops, transferred from Line 5 to Line 2, and finally came out of the subway station, dragging her suitcase into the busiest area of Beijing.
She owned a suite here.
The Master had said that nothing was more suitable for investment than properties, almost always a guaranteed return.
Su Nanzhi thought so too, and thus, after coming of age, she spent most of her savings to buy a suite in the busiest area of Beijing.
Su Nanzhi walked into her residential complex, swiped her card and face to enter, then collapsed on the sofa and spaced out for nearly half an hour.
She had a bad habit; whenever she felt spiritually empty, she watched horror movies.
The Master had said one should face what they feared the most. If scared of ghosts, one should watch more about ghosts.
However, not all horror movies ended up showing ghosts. The Master said they were still worth watching because human hearts could be more terrifying than ghosts.
Su Nanzhi was no longer afraid of ghosts, but watching horror movies was a way for her to pass the time.
She didn't live like someone with a heart condition, nor did she appear as a Short-Lived Ghost.
What a pity.
Su Nanzhi was destined to be a Short-Lived Ghost.
Master said he had once calculated a slim chance of survival for her, but the secrets of heaven were hard to predict, and pushing too hard might backfire. So, he advised her to let nature take its course.