Zi Gongping's divination slip read, "Advise you not to seek from another, like a crane flying into a secret arrow; if you go to gather firewood, a snake lies in the grass, fearing the venomous bite will also bring sorrow."
Master Yi Ci, facing these two slips, furrowed his brows even tighter. Both were the lowest of fortunes, something he hadn't expected at all; that the father and son's drawn fortunes would actually be this.
The four of them watched Master Yi Ci's frown grow deeper and deeper, their hearts fluctuating wildly.
Wang Yunxiang, quite anxious, asked, "Master Yi Ci, what exactly do these two divination slips mean?"
Master Yi Ci, first making a gesture of salute to the four of them, uttered, "Amitabha, my fellow benefactors, forgive me for I cannot interpret these fortunes!" Then, he turned and walked away, saying as he left, "Debts of a past life, repaid in this one!"
The four were stunned, wondering what Master Yi Ci meant by this.
