She knows. She understands. The so-called Xia Lan is nothing but fantasy. She only ever watched it as an anime to relax.
Until that night, when a flash of blue light appeared, the blue jade on her chest reacted strangely, and the mark in the palm of her left hand grew clearer: the Xia Lan divination mark.
She curled her lips into a faint smile. Perhaps it really was fate that she would share a bond with him, a connection written in their destinies.
Uh (⊙o⊙)…, Mary Sue
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