The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Feng Yanan stared at Master Shang Zhen, her eyes revealing a complex emotion, fear of the unknown and desire for answers. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Since you can figure out that I am not from this world, you should be able to figure out how I can get back!"

Master Shangzhen nodded slightly, his eyes seemed to be shining like stars. He said lightly: "Your past life is no longer related to this life. In that world, your soul has already left and returned to the endless void. Your connection with that world is like a kite with a broken string, which can never be pulled back."

Feng Yanan's heart sank after hearing this. She asked unwillingly, "Is there really no way for me to go back?"

Master Shangzhen shook his head and said slowly: "The world is like a dream, and life is like an illusion. Your previous life is gone, and this life has just begun. The wheel of your destiny has already turned in this world, and the way back is closed. You should follow your destiny, cherish the present, and take on your responsibilities in this world."

Feng Yanan was silent after hearing this, and she felt an inexplicable sense of loss. But this was not the time for her to be sad.

She was deeply impressed by Master Shangzhen's fortune-telling skills, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that this old man was indeed worthy of his reputation. However, she remained vigilant, and in the face of the master's words, she responded cautiously: "Master, your fortune-telling skills are indeed amazing. But I am just an ordinary woman. I really don't dare to take on the role of the savior you mentioned. I don't have the ability, nor the willingness to take on such a heavy responsibility."

Master Shangzhen was not angry when he heard this, but instead showed a calm and profound smile. He spoke slowly, his voice calm and full of wisdom: "Young man, don't rush to respond to me. Destiny is not achieved overnight, it takes time to brew and unfold. When the time is right, you will naturally understand your mission and know how to save the people."

There was a kind of transcendent confidence in his words, as if he had already seen through everything.

Feng Yanan felt disgusted when she heard Master Shangzhen's words. She frowned and interrupted the master without any hesitation: "What savior? Go find someone else. I have no interest in these vague prophecies and expectations. I have my own life and my own goals. I don't want to be forced to save the world."

Her tone revealed firmness and determination, and she was obviously unwilling to be swayed by the master's words. Master Shangzhen looked at her reaction and did not get angry. Instead, he showed a hint of understanding smile.

Master Shangzhen looked at Feng Yanan quietly, frowning slightly, with a deep sense of helplessness on his face. He knew that the woman in front of him was not an ordinary person. The temperament and energy she exuded showed that she had a unique mission and destiny.

He could see into people's hearts and see the purity and kindness deep in Feng Yanan's heart. It was a pure land that had not been polluted by the world, full of light and hope. He knew that such a heart was destined to take on greater responsibilities.

However, Feng Yanan seemed to know nothing about her specialness, and her eyes were full of doubts and resistance. This made Master Shangzhen feel both regretful and helpless. He knew that he could not force her to accept anything, nor could he easily reveal her future.

Master Shangzhen looked at Feng Yanan, his eyes full of mixed emotions. He was silent for a long time, and finally spoke slowly, his voice low and mysterious: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

His tone revealed a deep helplessness and caution, as if every word and sentence carried a heavy secret.

Feng Yanan stood there, speechless for a moment. She felt that her thoughts were like a tangled ball of thread, unable to be sorted out. Facing Master Shangzhen's deep eyes and words, she was speechless!

Rather than remain in an awkward stalemate here, it is better to retreat first.

She bowed slightly and saluted the master. Her tone was very firm: "Master, don't make fun of a little girl anymore!"

After saying that, she turned and left without looking back.

The moment Feng Yanan walked out of the Purple Cloud Hall, she felt an inexplicable confusion in her heart. She looked around and found that this was not the path she had entered before. The lush trees swayed gently in the breeze, exuding a faint fragrance, but all this was so unfamiliar to her.

She stopped, frowning, feeling annoyed. How could she be so careless? She just listened to the old man and was only concerned with escaping without paying attention to the direction! She closed her eyes, recalled the route she had just taken, and tried to draw a map in her mind.

That's not right! I didn't go wrong just now, but why did I come out to a different place! She didn't remember it wrong! She stayed at the door for so long just now and paid close attention! She definitely didn't remember it wrong! So what's going on! Is it that old man's doing?