Ever since coming to this world, all Wen Ying had seen was a new era and high technology.
Besides herself, she hadn't met any other masters.
'The only fortune teller I saw on the street was probably just a vendor trying to make a living...'
'No, that's not right.' Wen Ying thought of Grandma Wen.
'Who exactly was Grandma Wen?'
'How did she know that I would come to this world?'
'Instead of avenging her granddaughter, why did she seem to take such good care of me?'
Did Grandma Wen's existence mean that there were still some masters in this world? But by the time Wen Ying arrived, Grandma Wen had already passed away.
She wanted to meet a master in this world with real abilities to judge for herself.
That organization, unknown to ordinary people, and the things they had said also made Wen Ying feel that this world was not what it seemed to the average person.
This world must hold some secret that ninety-nine percent of people don't know about.
