Xu Wendong's heart trembled violently; he was not one who lived up to an undeserved reputation, yet the fate of the woman before him was too unusual for him to unravel.
Despite this, his face maintained a calm and composed expression.
Xu Wendong felt as if his heart had been struck by a bolt of lightning, making it tremble suddenly.
He knew well that his attainments in Face Reading and the study of Fate were far from ordinary, having experienced countless situations, and rarely had he encountered people or matters that could stump him.
However, the fate of the woman before him seemed to be shrouded by an indestructible and mysterious shield, so special and profound that even when he exerted all his efforts, he could not penetrate the layers of fog to glimpse even the slightest hint within.
