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The Eight Trigrams Plate spun for several hours.
Fenghou's expression shifted from initial ease to gradually becoming solemn, wrapping herself in multiple layers of Dao Charm, getting serious, and divining with all her might.
Everyone watched without understanding.
Li Dazhi also felt a bit uneasy and moved closer to Li Ping'an, exchanging glances with his son.
Their biggest secret was that they were "not natives of the Desolate Era."
If Fenghou were to divine this, who knows what trouble might arise.
Li Ping'an, however, appeared quite calm, comforting his father with a look, indicating there was no need for worry.
If Fenghou could divine this secret, she would have already done so when divining about him.
—There was no helping it. Due to matters of the Human Race and the Heavenly Court, Fenghou was bound to keep divining about him.
Li Ping'an waited for a while, and feeling somewhat sleepy, he said to his father:
"You wait here, I'm going to check on Ningning."