Jin Fan nodded, agreeing with Shen Zhiyao's deduction. Suddenly, as if he'd thought of something, he quickly asked, "Ancestral Grandma, could you suffer a backlash too? Could you end up with the fate of a heavenly cursed lone star, doomed to a lifetime of misfortune?"
'Speaking of which, I can already picture the scene: Shen Zhiyao in her old age, crippled, freezing to death in a pile of garbage.'
Shen Zhiyao slapped him on the head. "Get those inappropriate thoughts out of your head!"
'Back in the day, I was a prodigy, the most outstanding State Preceptor of the younger generation. How could I possibly suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao?'
Jin Huai Zhong was a man who had seen his share of turmoil, so he recovered quickly. He asked urgently, "So what should we do now? Can the fates be swapped back?"
Jin Huai Zhong's attitude had improved considerably.
