The Three-Year-Old Cutie Reads the Signs: Daddy, Show Yourself!

[Adorable Child] [Metaphysical Fortune-Telling] [Face-Slapping and Scumbag-Smashing] [Sweet Romance and Finding Her Father]

Three-and-a-half-year-old Shen Qingci squats at the village entrance and makes a calculation with her fingers. "Auntie, your chicken is in the haystack to the east. Your second brother-in-law stole it to trade for liquor."

The whole village is in an uproar. Her second uncle is publicly humiliated on the spot.

No one knows that this little dumpling is the last disciple of the reclusive Daoist Xuanjizi.

With the Eight Trigrams in her hands and three copper coins to determine good and bad fortune, she can see people's luck as clearly as flickering lamplight.

Other fortune-tellers ask for money. She asks for candied hawthorns, plus one more thing: "I can also figure out where my daddy is!"

Her mother, Shen Qichi, has lived in seclusion with her in Peach Blossom Village for seven years and never mentions her father.

But young Qingci reads the stars and makes a calculation: Daddy isn't dead! He's in the capital! And he's one of the highest-ranking officials in the land!

Worse still, his forehead is dark, and within a hundred days, a great calamity is sure to befall him!

So the little dumpling packs her tiny bundle, takes her mother's hand, and sets off to find her father.

Along the way, she solves cases, dishes out face-slapping, takes down scumbags, rescues noblewomen, uncovers a sunken ship, and storms a human-traffickers' den, turning half the martial world upside down.

But when the man in a crescent-moon royal robe looks down at her, his sword-like brows and features are an exact copy of her own...

Daddy, you still don't know that your little sweetheart, who can tell fortunes and takes no nonsense from anyone, has already made it to the capital!