Mo Jiang cried for a while. Ni Wulin who was beside her awkwardly patted on Mo Jiang's back.
When Mo Jiang finally calmed down, Ni Wilin withdrew her hand.
Yu Holea saw the entire interaction and was surprised. These two fight as if they are true enemy but in reality, they care for each other.
"Miss Yu," Ni Wulin began cautiously, "I don't know if I should believe in this... prediction thing. But after seeing how Mo Jiang reacted to your words, I can't deny that you know things others don't. If you don't mind can you read my palm too?"
Yu Holea chuckled,
"Sure."
Yu Holea smiled as Ni Wulin extended her hand, her fingers slightly trembling.
Mo Jiang, still wiping away the last of her tears, glanced over, her curiosity piqued despite her emotional exhaustion.
Yu Holea gently took Ni Wulin's hand and examined her palm for a moment.