Having been in a relationship with Lin Teng for two years, Bai Jingjing had heard somewhat about Changan.
At this moment, she was leaning out the car window, watching Ahqing's strange movements as though she were interacting with an invisible creature in the air, causing a shiver to run down her spine. However, upon seeing Gu Ping's calm demeanor, it seemed as though... Changan was really there.
She recalled Gu Ping's reference to Ahqing—a "master."
Such a young girl, looking so much younger than herself, yet treated with such respect by Gu Ping, must possess a unique ability. But what could it be? Unscientific methods... fortune-telling, feng shui adjustments? Or seeking out dragon veins and digging up ancestral graves?
Her mind was a mess of chaotic thoughts. At this moment, as Lin Teng needed help and Gu Ping was behaving thus, she naturally didn't dare put on airs. Of course, she didn't have any airs to put on either.
