"There is only one Cang God."
"When I met with your master, I never thought you and Yunzi would end up together. Ultimately, one of you must govern this Dragon Gate and become the true Cang God."
"At that time, would you raise your sword against Yunzi?"
The Old Grandmother's words made Zhu Minglang involuntarily take a few steps back.
"You're the Prophet. How could you not foresee that?" Zhu Minglang instinctively retorted.
"I told you, the best arrangement for you both is non-interference. Besides, do you think your master would allow me to use the Prophecy Technique on you? If I already knew the final answer, Yunzi could have never survived until now," the Li Family's Old Grandmother said.
"I have no interest in becoming the Cang God, and I also believe Yunzi is the most suitable candidate," Zhu Minglang said.
"Then it seems the three of us have reached an agreement. It all depends on your master now. If she agrees too..." the Li Family's Old Grandmother said.
