"Maybe... maybe the few of us are just lucky," the Fatty said dryly, staring at the green grass inside Hidden Ghost Road. Even he barely believed his own words.
Unexpectedly, Tang Qisheng nodded solemnly. "Brother Wang, you really are extraordinarily lucky. A streak of light at your brow means you can turn danger into fortune and misfortune into blessing. But these two..."
Tang Qisheng looked at Jiang Cheng and Yao Shunyu. He didn't need to finish the thought; everyone understood.
The Fatty paused. The words sounded familiar, as if someone had said them to him not long ago. When it clicked, his eyes widened slightly. "You know Luo Tianhe?"
"Master Luo, the physiognomist?" Tang Qisheng raised an eyebrow. "We're something like friends despite our age difference. Master Luo is highly skilled, and whenever I come across something I can't make sense of, I ask his advice. What, has he read your face too, Brother Wang?"
Worried that the Fatty might let something slip, Jiang Cheng smoothly picked up the conversation. "We're not close, but we know each other. Master Luo is a renowned expert in feng shui and geomancy."
At that, Zhu Jie slowly shook her head. "Master Luo excels at reading faces and bones. Those are skills for judging people. They say Yu Chengmu is the true expert in feng shui and geomancy, but he's supposedly a sinister man who's difficult to befriend. We haven't met him yet."
Zhu Jie paused, then smiled bitterly. "Why am I saying this? It would be best... best if we never met him."
The Fatty let out a long breath of relief. Then you'll get your wish, because those two are already dead. Thinking back on it, dealing with them had taken considerable effort and cost several lives. The Doctor was more devious