Jiang Li listened to his words, and the faint unease in her heart also dissipated somewhat. She said, "But the battlefield is perilous after all, didn't you also encounter Jih Heng during spirit writing before and said that his fate contained a disaster?"
That prophecy had always weighed heavily on Jiang Li's mind, so much so that when Yin Zhili ambushed Jih Heng and he was injured, her guilt reached its peak. After all, the prophecy sounded so shocking that it was difficult for anyone to accept in the short term.
"That prophecy," Wen Renyao thought for a while, as if he had only just remembered what Jiang Li was referring to, and he said, "Actually, I only told you half of that prophecy. There is another half."
Jiang Li was startled, "There's another half... What is it?"
"It is 'If he survives this calamity, then fortune will turn in his favor, and he will lead a smooth life.'"
