"Miss Mingyue, this is a gift from the Celestial Venerate, bestowed upon you."
Miss Mingyue returned to her senses, cautiously holding the token, and gazed at the words "High Heaven" on it.
She exhaled lightly and said softly:
"So, does this mean I can... have an audience with Him?"
"In these next two days, perhaps even tonight."
Zhang Fusheng spoke in a deep voice, and the dry sound of bones rubbing together was somewhat grating to the ears.
He said:
"The Venerate's attendant has shown me favor, though I've never left my name in High Heaven, I have had an audience with the Celestial Venerate."
"The Celestial Venerate said everything follows the natural order. Since it's not yet time for me to enter High Heaven, I remain in the world—but I can pray to Him directly."
Pausing for a moment, Zhang Fusheng bowed and said:
"Though I do not know why I have earned the Celestial Venerate's favor, I hope Miss Mingyue will keep this matter confidential."
"Of course."
