The sound of the zither wrapped around her body.
She could not see the person who played the zither, and could only hear its sound. However, she could not tell where it was coming from.
The person who played the zither... where was he?
It was a song, that's all.
She took out a square plate and placed it down in front of her.
What that square plate was made of was a mystery, but it was darker than pig iron, yet it was somewhat more gentle than iron. It was like black jade, yet it was somewhat stronger than jade.
The surface of the black square plate was covered with many complicated patterns and lines. If someone who understood them looked at these patterns, they would most likely think of those fake daoists outside the Li Palace that would swindle money from others by pretending to tell fortunes.
Yes, this was a Fated Star Plate used to deduce one's fate.