You two have such a good relationship

The griffons slowly descended, landing smoothly in the grass.

Karina was the first to jump down and gently picked up her granddaughter.

Amy snuggled in Karina’s arms, pouting playfully, while Karina tenderly stroked her head.

Letia’s griffon also landed in the grass.

The two of them held hands, leaning close together.

Letia’s face was full of joy, while Lily shyly lowered her head.

Karina, having seen such things before, could tell from their behavior that the young couple had just shared intimate moments in the air.

She covered her mouth to hide her laughter, saying nothing.

“Grandma Monet lives here. You must be respectful.”

“Grandma Monet… she should be from my great-great-grandmother’s generation, right?”

“That’s right. She is like a grandmother to my generation,” Karina explained to Amy.

“You must call her ‘Great-Great-Grandma Monet,’ okay?”

“Okay, got it! Great-Great-Grandma Monet!”

Lily’s head was spinning.

In any case, Grandma Monet was three generations older than her.

Grandma Monet lived in a small courtyard in the middle of the forest.

The courtyard walls were about 1.5 meters high, looking decorative rather than functional, and weeds grew along the base as if no one maintained them.

Karina, holding her granddaughter, knocked on the gate.

The gate creaked open.

Lily thought someone had opened it, but the courtyard was empty, giving off a slightly eerie feeling.

“Looks like Grandma Monet sensed us. Shall we go in?”

Karina led Letia and Lily along the stone path inside the courtyard.

Lily looked around, noticing the courtyard had an antique feel.

There was a well, a small vegetable garden, stone tables and benches, and a small pond with three red goldfish.

At the end of the stone path stood a quaint, ancient-looking building.

It had three stories, white walls with red stone pillars, and each floor had gray-blue roof tiles, reminiscent of Tang Dynasty architecture.

Karina approached the door to knock, but it opened just as she reached it.

It was like stepping back in time to ancient Tang China.

Redwood tables and chairs lined both sides of the hall.

The center was empty except for a luxurious carpet.

At the far end stood a low desk, about fifty centimeters high, designed for sitting on the floor like in ancient times.

Behind the desk sat Grandma Monet, dressed in an ancient Roman-style gown.

Monet didn’t look old, more like a 30-year-old woman.

However, her aura suggested someone who had lived thousands of years and seen through the world.

Her hair was streaked with gray, and her eyes were golden.

She smiled kindly at Letia and Lily.

“I have divined that you will visit at noon.”

“Good afternoon, Grandma Monet,” Karina said respectfully.

“Karina, you are well,” Grandma Monet said with a smile.

“I still remember the last time you and Mirei held hands. You managed to overcome your challenges, correct?”

“Yes, thanks to you,” Karina said, then nudged Letia and Lily forward.

“I would like you to divine the future for these two children.”

Letia and Lily’s cheeks flushed.

Their fingers intertwined, and when their eyes met, they shyly looked away, appearing inseparable and reluctant to part.

Lily subconsciously felt something was off but dared not think too much.

She had to act as a loving couple in front of Grandma Monet.

Letia felt the same, uneasy all over.

But thinking too seriously would lose the game—they had to get through this trial first!

Grandma Monet looked at them, surprised, then a look of satisfaction appeared on her face.

“You two are really close.”

“Yes, yes,” Letia quickly said.

“I will always love Lily, until the end of time!”

“Me too!” Lily added.

“I love Sister Letia so much that I can’t imagine life without her!”

“Looks like your relationship is a bit… complicated.”

“Eh? Complicated?”

“Nothing,” Grandma Monet said meaningfully.

“Come, sit opposite me at the desk. I will divine your past and future, and guide you on your path.”

Lily looked at Letia.

She sensed that Grandma Monet had seen through their relationship, but Karina was present, so she didn’t dare reveal the truth.

Letia nodded in understanding, knowing what Lily meant.

In any case, Grandma Monet seemed unwilling to expose them.

Truly a venerable elder—seeing without revealing commands respect.

Karina urged them to proceed with the divination.

Letia guided Lily to sit in front of the desk.

Both appeared a bit uneasy, unsure of the divination process.

Grandma Monet produced a tortoise shell from the void and placed it slowly on the desk.

“Girls, channel your magical energy into the tortoise shell.”

Lily was puzzled.

Letia, however, knew what to do.

She touched the shell with her fingers, focusing her energy.

The shell glowed blue.

Grandma Monet nodded with approval.

“Now it’s your turn, little one.”

“Eh? B-but I don’t know how…”

“No worries. Just place your fingers on the shell.”

“Okay…” Lily, still confused, placed her fingers on the shell.

The shell glowed red, reminding her of an old saying: “Red and blue make a pair.”

Could this mean she and Letia were destined for a long life together?

Impossible. Absolutely impossible!

Why would she fall in love with Letia?

Because Letia…

“Lily… don’t overthink,” Letia said, worriedly.

Lily snapped out of it.

She couldn’t dwell on the past or memories.

She had to act as if she loved Letia—even deeply.

“Alright, leave the rest to me.”

Lily nodded obediently, withdrew her fingers, and sat in front of the desk, uneasy.

Grandma Monet held the tortoise shell in her palms, flames bursting forth.

The fire blazed, and the shell cracked loudly, terrifying Lily, who instinctively leaned back.

Moments later, Grandma Monet examined the cracks carefully.

Her face showed surprise, staring at Letia and Lily in disbelief.

Letia and Lily trembled, asking what had happened.

Grandma Monet shook her head kindly, revealing nothing.

Their meeting had arisen from misunderstanding, and their animosity was hard to dissolve.

Though they already had feelings for each other, they were unaware, thinking the emotions were hate-driven, causing tension.

Monet could clarify, giving them a chance to reconcile, but she chose to let them discover it themselves.

This was a necessary test of love.

Monet believed they could grow old together.

“Your meeting was by chance, yet destined. In countless intertwined worlds, you have already faced the future’s hardships together.”

Letia and Lily didn’t understand, exchanging confused looks.

Karina also couldn’t understand.

She guessed Monet meant: they have conflicts now, but will reconcile in the future.

Honestly, Karina felt their relationship was strange.

Was it flirtation, or resentment?

That’s why she urgently requested divination.

Turns out Grandma Monet had already seen everything.

This was reassuring—they should be able to find happiness.

“Now, the divination will focus on your future.”

Lily swallowed hard.

The past didn’t matter.

The endless humiliation Letia inflicted was clear in her memory.

What mattered was the future.

Lily wanted to know if her daughter would be happy.