When I was six, my master brought me from the orphanage to this run-down Taoist temple. The old man said I was born under an ill star, fated to bring misfortune to my parents, relatives, and friends. I was destined to spend my whole life alone, and my only chance of survival was to learn the arts of divination and geomancy from him.
He named me Ping An, hoping I would live a safe and peaceful life.
