"Professor Yi."
Xiao Xiao pushed open the door and politely greeted the owner of the office: "——I heard you were looking for me, but I'm not sure why..."
It wasn't his first time in the Divination professor's office, but each visit felt subtly different, just like divination, where every turn of the crystal ball revealed slightly different images.
The tall bookshelves on both sides were filled with various reference books, thin and thick, with brass studs on the spines reflecting the candlelight hanging from the ceiling, like glowing little eyes. On one wall hung a dense array of charts, and on the ceiling, there was a huge star map.
Xiao Xiao glanced at the sets of differently numbered and directed Cao Herbs on the coffee table, his gaze lingering briefly on the ashtray in the corner.
There was a burnt tortoise shell in the ashtray, with intersecting cracks permeating a thrilling magical aura.
"You're here? Sit, please, sit down."
