Gu Jianlin naturally didn't believe he had something as absurd as the Peach Blossom Curse. Even though he was surrounded by top-tier beauties, he remained steadfast, heart as solid as a rock. How could he possibly be moved by women?
"A Westerner like you… actually knows how to read faces?"
He couldn't help but tease.
Nightmare was silent for a moment. From beneath the hood, a pair of eyes secretly studied him. Then, with gravity, Nightmare said, "You can doubt everything about me, but you can't doubt my divination skills! While my divination in criminal cases may not compare to your profiling, you're right in front of me. How could I possibly misread your fate?"
"As for face-reading and such, those are terms I picked up after coming to the East. After all, the Spirit Medium Path and Divination Master Path overlap in some aspects. The professional jargon just needed translation."
