[Yes.] The antique mirror confirmed Bai Hanyun's analysis, and then added: [Sincere.]
Bai Hanyun frowned slightly and asked, "Only sincere prayer can give you merit?"
The antique mirror replied once more: [Yes.]
Staring at the antique mirror, Bai Hanyun muttered, "This is a bit tricky. It's easy to make people willingly pray, but it's hard to earn their sincerity."
Letting out a heavy sigh, Bai Hanyun flicked the antique mirror's frame lightly and added, "Since you saved me from the cliff, I will help you this time."
Yawning, she placed the antique mirror on the inner side of the bed and sleepily said, "But for now, I need to sleep first."
With that, Bai Hanyun lay on the bed. The second her head touched the bamboo pillow, she drifted into dreamless sleep.
Outside the tent, Feng Xiyan overheard her conversation with the antique mirror.
