"She fell in love with someone?"
Little Kingfisher's gossip instinct surged, automatically filling in the subsequent plot: "But that person doesn't know her real identity, so she wants to eat the Transforming Grass to go to the Spirit Realm to find him?"
"How did you know?"
Jing Yao was dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at Little Kingfisher.
"This baby is gifted and talented, able to predict and calculate."
Little Kingfisher boasted, but in fact, he had heard so much gossip that he could easily imagine the general story line without guessing.
Jing Yao's eyes lit up, showing a bit of expectation: "Can you or can't you figure out, whether she and that person are destined? Can she see him again?"
"Uh."
This time, it was Little Kingfisher's turn to be embarrassed.
He boasted a bit too much.
Could this be considered lifting a rock and smashing his own foot?
"Hahaha."