"There was a moment when they died but weren't completely dead—a state of being both dead and alive." —This was the Fortune-teller's conclusion.
Her face was wrinkled like a steamed bun, and she didn't seem very confident in her own divination.
Chu Changge and Xiao Qiao had been driven out by Gu Mian, so only the two of them remained in the room.
The Fortune-teller glanced at the two lots on the table again. "If one person had drawn this result, it might be my divination error. But since both of them drew the exact same lot... I don't think it's an error."
Gu Mian also stared at the lots on the table. "So, they're in a state of being both dead and alive right now?"
It didn't look much like it.
The Fortune-teller shook her head, looking troubled. "I don't know. This state of being both dead and alive could have existed in their past, it might be their present, or it could even be in their future."
