"It seems you still retain high levels of vigilance from before your death; I mean you no harm," the voice uttered a deep sigh, "The reason I asked you the question is because I cannot see the thread of your destiny."
"Destiny thread..." Feng Yi murmured, looking down.
"Yes, every living being has a thread of destiny, whether rich or poor, beast or grass, as long as one exists in the present world, they are closely bound to their thread of destiny, inseparably, much like the bond between parent and child, a bond that's a line of destiny. In the concept of your group, besides these, there are career lines, karma lines, and many other terms, but I don't agree with them."
"Why not?"
"That's your second question."
Feng Yi nodded, "Please, ask your next question."
Mo Ying said, "Do you think death is truly the end?"
"Death should not signify a true conclusion; bonds remain, as do memories and longings from life."
