Shen Wuzheng shook his head and said, "Silly girl, do you really think I have foreknowledge?"
"Uh."
Shang Ruyi was taken aback, and when she met Shen Wuzheng's smiling eyes, she suddenly realized—yes, even she, having gone through such experiences, couldn't know everything, let alone someone else?
Perhaps Shen Wuzheng was astute about many things, but he was ultimately not an immortal.
Shang Ruyi murmured, "Since we don't know, then—"
Shen Wuzheng said, "Although we don't know what disaster the appearance of the comet foretells, disaster is the root of all matters. So I think what we should pay attention to is, instead, this."
"..."
"Perhaps this is our turning point."
Disaster can become a turning point?
Shang Ruyi felt like this seemed like a wild tale, but the person who said this was Shen Wuzheng. She knew he wouldn't speak without basis, much less joke about her father's life.
After a long silence, she murmured, "I hope, so..."
