Lu Yin leaped up and walked over to Starsibyl. When the two were less than two meters apart, he spoke. “That’s what anyone would be thinking. Or did you divine that?”

“You are rejecting me,” Starsibyl said with a smile.

Lu Yin’s eyes flashed, as he had always been doubtful of the idea of divination, and he did not believe in such a thing either. Thus, his disbelief had involuntarily surfaced. “No, I’m just asking.” 

Starsibyl stared deep into Lu Yin’s eyes. “I came here to ask you a question.”

Lu Yin’s eyes narrowed in response. He had indeed heard that the space-exploring Starsibyl roamed the universe with an invitation letter, asking various young elites of the universe a question. He had never expected that today would be the day when Starsibyl came to direct her question towards him. “What question?”

Starsibyl was about to speak, but Lu Yin suddenly interrupted her. “Hold on, isn’t there supposed to be an invitation letter as well?” 

The smile in Starsibyl’s eyes became even more apparent. “Although you dismiss divination, it’s not that you cannot accept it. That makes me very happy.” She then pulled out a very simple invitation letter and handed it to Lu Yin. Graceful letters adorned it, only spelling out “Starsibyl.” The calligraphy was beautiful. It had clearly been written by a female, but it contained...