Ruan Mian stroked her beard, her face serious.
"Time is a complicated matter; who can easily speak of the heavens? There's never been a truly stable place in this world. If it were usual times, the spring rains would have already passed."
"Continuous torrential rain will undoubtedly lead to disaster. I see those creatures restless, as a warning, and if not addressed or evacuated promptly, it will lead to catastrophe, turning this place into a vast ocean."
"You rotten Daoist! I think you're just fearmongering, trying to make us..."
"Would those birds and beasts lie? It's them who informed me of this."
"Speaking nonsense! Can those birds and beasts speak human language? This rotten Daoist spouts off, we should report to the authorities and have him..."
However, before the words were finished, Ruan Mian reached out her horsetail whisk toward the sky.
"If you don't believe, let them serve me; then you'll know whether I can understand their warnings."
