Her consciousness was still somewhat unclear, and her hands felt weak.
The voice continued, but with a tone of worried reproach.
"Little Fate, how did you end up sleeping here? You're already weak, what if you get sick?"
A few seconds later, she managed to open her eyes.
When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was startled: "...Grandpa Fool?"
He was an old man with kind eyes and a benevolent face, yet he appeared vigorous and youthful.
The foremost of the Twenty-Two Sages, the Fool Sage, The Fool.
Similarly, the Fool Sage was also among the earliest born of the sages.
He was the first wise man among the Twenty-Two Sages and also a mentor to many sages.
Whenever she had difficult questions, she would seek guidance from the Fool.
"I saw you having a nightmare." The Old Madam was still worried, "Luckily I came looking for you. What did you dream of?"
"Disasters." She pressed her head and sat up, "I saw many, many disasters."
