It was also from that moment on that Qin Fangyang reached a conclusion: Zuo Xiaoduo might genuinely know how to read faces.
If anyone claimed Zuo Xiaoduo's powers of observation surpassed his own, Qin Fangyang would never admit it, not even if they beat him to death!
And today's opportunity could verify his judgment. Having a face read could hardly make things worse, could it?
"This character, '一'... is not good. From east to west, there is nowhere to hide. '一' is also the opening stroke of '死,' death. With you all bound for a land of strife, the omen could not be more inauspicious!"
Zuo Xiaoduo's expression was grave, and his words were startling. "So you absolutely must not go east or west, including along the straight road connecting the two!"
The heavily bearded man, Brother Liu, narrowed his eyes. "Oh?"
"There are ten of you in your party. '一' is also the opening stroke of '十,' the ten in 'ten people.' The opening stroke of ten, the opening stroke of death. Together..." Zuo Xiaoduo's expression was grave, and his voice grew heavy. "...you die."
"Motherfucker..." The bearded man raised his hand to strike.
Qin Fangyang lifted a hand, blocking the bearded man's right hand in midair. "When having faces read and characters divined, it's best not to lose your temper."
Then he turned to Zuo Xiaoduo. "Xiao Duo, do you mean what you're saying? This is a serious matter. Don't joke around!"
"Joke around? How could I joke with people's lives? From east to west, dangers truly abound. Nine paths to death, not one to life."
"Then how can we avert it?"
Zuo Xiaoduo drew a deep breath. "With the ten of you traveling together, east and west are out of the question. It would be best not