Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau

Chapter 947: Chapter 459: When the Chusan Flower Blooms, All Things End (Second Update)

She could say these words because she mainly dealt with Feng Shui to heal environments, not people, so she spoke with confidence.

However, those in the Celestial Path Sect familiar with the ”Shuyou Thirteen Techniques” couldn’t help but feel a bit displeased upon hearing this.

Mr. Zhuge chuckled and said, ”Lawrence, you can’t just dismiss the Shuyou Thirteen Techniques in one fell swoop. If it has survived from ancient times to today, there must be something unique about it, right?”

Lawrence Winters curled his lips, crossed his arms over his chest, and said indifferently, ”Ancient people also ate raw meat and drank blood. Mr. Zhuge, do you still do that now? If not, why insist on clinging to relics of the ancient past? The Celestial Path Sect advocates for adapting to nature, and the progress of the times is a natural course. Our Celestial Path Sect shouldn’t stubbornly hold to the past but should advance with the times. — Mr. Zhuge, don’t you agree?”

She brought out the big banner of ”advancing with the times,” so could Mr. Zhuge possibly dare to say no?

He could only smile, appearing very generous, and said, ”Of course we must advance with the times, but excessively favoring the new over the old is unnecessary.”

”Yes, there’s no need to favor the new over the old, nor the old over the new. Let’s listen to what the couple who commissioned us have to say. Otherwise, we’ll argue for a hundred years without a conclusion.” Lawrence Winters gestured towards the Zhu couple.

Mr. Zhuge wanted to say more, but the Zhu couple seemed to listen to Lawrence Winters very much and immediately said, ”What the Great Heavenly Master Lawrence said is absolutely correct! I told you, with the Great Heavenly Master Lawrence here, I feel at ease!”

Lawrence Winters: ”...”

Honestly speaking, she didn’t know where this couple’s trust in her came from, but judging by their expressions and demeanor, they didn’t seem to be faking it.

It was truly perplexing.

She rubbed the small paper ball in her palm, feeling that besides the paper ball, there were some fine particles inside her palm, not knowing what they were. She contemplated that if it was a trap, she could crush the paper ball into shreds at any moment.

But if it wasn’t a trap, what could be written on the paper ball?

Amidst her and the crowd’s confusion, the Zhu couple began to talk about the recurring dream Alice Blythe was having.

Mrs. Zhu started, ”... About a week after her nightmares started, she began having a recurring dream. In the dream, it seemed like she was in a room filled with many doors, each door having a mirror on it. Then someone would come in and speak to her, and she could see the true form of these people in the mirrors.”

”Sometimes they were wolves, tigers, or leopards, and other times they were harmless little deer or rabbits.”

The Celestial Path Sect members: ”...”

This was called a nightmare?

While they were secretly complaining, Mr. Zhu continued, ”Then, whenever her gaze glanced at the mirrors, those people would realize their real forms were revealed, and they would pounce on her, tearing her apart, even... eating her...”

”A young girl, repeatedly experiencing the process of being torn apart and eaten, tell me, who can bear it?”

So that’s how it was.

Everyone was suddenly enlightened and nodded sympathetically.

Mr. Zhuge sighed and said, ”This indeed is a nightmare. One occurrence would be unbearable for most people. How long did she have this nightmare?”

Mr. Zhu held up two fingers: ”... Two weeks. During these two weeks, we had someone accompany her to the hospital for a check-up and found nothing wrong physically. Then we consulted a psychologist who said her anxiety was severe and that she needed rest, but she was very concerned about her studies and refused to rest. Then, a week ago, she went to sleep and never woke up again.”

”She’s like a vegetative state now and hasn’t... hasn’t...” Mrs. Zhu’s eyes welled with tears, unwilling to speak the horrible consequence.

Lawrence Winters empathized, turning their gaze towards Alice Blythe.

As they did, they suddenly caught a glimpse of a golden light.

But upon closer inspection, there was nothing to be seen.

Thus, they repeated the motion of turning their gaze towards Alice Blythe, glimpsing the golden light again from the corner of their eye.

The bit of golden light was actually very faint, not much brighter than a firefly’s glow on a summer night.

Yet, in this slightly dim bedroom, it particularly captured their attention.

Lawrence Winters, without showing a sign, looked towards the direction of the golden light and found it to be at the feet of the Zhu couple.

Lowering their gaze, they casually lifted their other hand to brush aside their short hair by the ear and quickly glanced towards the feet of the Zhu couple.

They realized there was some dust and sand there, similar to the kind she saw at the doormat and the carpet in the hall.

It seemed to have been brought in by this couple from outside.

Lawrence Winters felt a bit disappointed.

Just listening to this couple’s recounting of Alice Blythe’s dream, they couldn’t fathom what kind of reason there could be for her not to wake up.