"My destiny drifts... outside the Cosmic Library?"
Seeing Deng praising her so much, Yun You didn't feel happy at all. She just felt like this old Deng was pulling her leg, just like those fortune-tellers who would always call someone the chosen one, as long as they were paid enough...
"Hey? Don't you disbelief... I never lie,"
Deng grinned earnestly and explained, "There really are no books about your destiny here, you and that guy Zhao Xuan are ultimately different."
"Alright."
At this point, Yun You was too lazy to argue, deciding to let Deng say whatever.
"Alright, you've stayed here long enough. It's time to go back."
Seeing Yun You all bottled up, Deng suddenly felt a bit bored and waved her hand dismissively.
"Anything you'd like to ask before you leave? If so, ask quickly. Who knows when we'll meet again."
"..."
Yun You stayed silent.
After a moment, she softly asked tentatively, "Deng..."
