"Quick! Bring the mirror!" From the first time Han Jing used her superpower, she felt that the birthmark on her face was somewhat odd, although even with an open mind, she never suspected anything about this inherent mark on her face. But with these continuous accidents, coupled with Dongbao's incredible words, she couldn't help but think more about it.
Bo He quickly ran off to fetch a glazed mirror. The mirror was bright, reflecting Han Jing's fair and delicate features. She would be a rare beauty if not for the large red birthmark on her face.
Han Jing stared at the birthmark, frowning slightly. It seemed indeed to have faded somewhat.
Recalling the strange incidents she encountered, Han Jing suddenly had a bold guess in her mind.
"You all go out, stay far away from here. Without my instructions, no one is allowed to come near, and you are not allowed to come in either." She had to try it herself to see if it was true.
