"What should we do now? How can we help her resolve it? And what does the 'die' mentioned by the Spirit of the Planchette mean? Is Ke Xin in danger of death?"
"Wait, let me calculate a divination and see, hopefully there's no serious problem," Siao Kun said and closed his eyes. He stretched out his left hand and pinched his other four fingers with his thumb one by one, muttering softly to himself. I watched intently and listened hard, hoping to understand even a little bit. But his voice was so soft that besides knowing he was reciting an incantation, I gleaned nothing.
About half a minute later, Siao Kun reopened his eyes, his brows knitted together, and his eyes filled with grave concern.
"How is it, is there a serious problem?" I asked, seeing that he had finished calculating and remained silent, getting a bit anxious. Why hadn't I learned the Art of Divination before? Then I wouldn't have to wait so anxiously now; with a calculation, I would know everything.