Chapter 6

Yang Tingting and Lu Man were full of surprise. At this moment, they realized that Lin Yihang wasn't just making things up; it seemed he was telling the truth.

"How... how did you know?" Liu Shulan, who had been sitting on the ground, stopped crying and couldn't help but look up and ask.

"Of course I know!" Lin Yihang said with an air of superiority, "I not only know these things, but I also know that your younger brother has been divorced once and is still single; your second brother got married and had a child, but the child drowned in a river three months after birth; and even that you fell and hurt yourself when you got up to use the bathroom last night. Am I right?"

"How did you know?" This time, the three men and one woman almost asked in unison.

They didn't answer, but the meaning of their question was very clear... Lin Yihang was right.

"Do you believe I can read faces?"

If it had been a few minutes earlier, the four of them would have laughed at Lin Yihang. But now, they couldn't help but believe him a little.

There was no way around it; it was too strange!

The things about the parents' deaths and the younger brother's divorce could be known with some investigation. But how did he know about the fall in the bathroom?

Liu Shulan was shocked. She had fallen last night, but since it wasn't serious, she hadn't even told her husband!

"So what if I can read faces? If I can read faces, I'll still beat you up for bullying my sister!" The younger brother rolled up his sleeves, looking aggressive.

"So what if I can read faces? If I can read faces, I know that when you were ten, you peeked at your neighbor's aunt taking a bath; when you were fourteen, you sexually assaulted your family's sow; and two years ago, you hit an old man with your motorcycle and ran away. Do you know that the old man died because he didn't get timely treatment? This isn't just a traffic accident; it's murder! Yang Tingting, call the police and arrest him!" Lin Yihang's voice turned cold.

"Okay!" Yang Tingting took out her phone cooperatively.

The younger brother, who had been aggressive, almost fell to the ground. His face turned ashen, and he trembled, pointing at Lin Yihang while retreating towards the door.

"You... you're lying! You're just making it up! You have no evidence!"

He turned and ran as soon as he reached the door.

Liu Shulan, her husband, and the younger brother stared at Lin Yihang as if they had seen a ghost, hurriedly gathering their things.

"You, you're lying! You're superstitious! Just wait!"

Then they turned and ran too.

Watching their backs, Lin Yihang sneered. He had scared them enough!

Reading faces was nothing to a cultivator from Dragon Tiger Mountain.

"Wow! Is it really true?"

"It seems he really did hit someone!"

The crowd at the door was in an uproar.

"Lin Yihang, did that man really hit someone?" Yang Tingting asked, her face full of surprise.

"He did hit someone, but he didn't kill him," Lin Yihang said.

"Then should we call the police?" Yang Tingting asked.

"Why call the police? They've run away. If we call the police, we'll have to give statements, which is too much trouble!" Lin Yihang waved his hand.

"Lin Yihang, can you really read faces?" Lu Man leaned in, clearly more interested in this question.

"Of course I can, or how could I know so much?" Lin Yihang said matter-of-factly.

"Then, can you read my face?" Yang Tingting asked, her big eyes full of anticipation.

Lin Yihang's performance had been too amazing.

"No!" Lin Yihang refused outright.

"Come on, Lin Yihang, we're all classmates. You read the face of that泼妇 for free, can't you help us too?" Lu Man shook Lin Yihang's arm.

Clearly, she had already linked herself with Yang Tingting.

"Alright!" Lin Yihang reluctantly agreed, "Who goes first? Extend your hand."

"Hand? You need to use a hand? Didn't you just..." Yang Tingting was puzzled.

"What do you want me to read?" Lin Yihang interrupted her with a question.

Yang Tingting blushed, glanced at Lu Man, and then whispered, "Marriage."

Lu Man's face also turned slightly red, clearly they both wanted to know the same thing.

These girls... Lin Yihang sighed inwardly.

"So, I was reading their past, but reading your marriage is about the future. They're different. Let's skip it! I'm going to drink my soup!" Lin Yihang turned to get the thermal pot.

"Ah? Right! Don't be angry! Don't be angry!" Yang Tingting quickly offered her delicate hand, afraid that Lin Yihang wouldn't take it.

It was indeed delicate and smooth, very pleasant to touch.

Lin Yihang, a cultivator from Dragon Tiger Mountain, wasn't immune to human desires. He often joked and played with his fellow disciples.

High school student Lin Yihang, though a **k, was known for his sharp tongue and was very familiar with the girls in front and behind him.

With this opportunity, he didn't mind a little flirtation.

"How is it?" Yang Tingting asked, feeling that the palm reading was taking too long.

"Very soft," Lin Yihang said casually.

"..." Yang Tingting was both embarrassed and angry.

Lu Man's eyes widened. How could Lin Yihang be so bold, openly teasing our school beauty?

"I mean your fate is very soft, good for your husband and children. What are you thinking?"

"..."

Yang Tingting was embarrassed, and Lu Man blushed. They both felt they were too impure.

Lin Yihang made up a few more things, making Yang Tingting very happy. His skills in reading faces and treating people, honed from his early days, were more than enough to fool a young girl.

Actually, Lin Yihang had intended to give some real insights. But he found that he couldn't see through Yang Tingting's marriage fate.

Generally, if something was related to oneself or beyond one's level, it couldn't be seen through.

Yang Tingting was very wealthy, and her future might be beyond his current level. Lin Yihang didn't think much about it.

However, he couldn't see through Lu Man's hand either, which made him a bit depressed.

Could it be that his basic skills had regressed after coming to this world?

He fooled them again. Deceiving a little girl was too easy.

During this time, the head nurse and two security guards came over. Naturally, Lu Man explained the situation to them.

The girl was pretty and sweet, so there was no need to worry; the problem was easily resolved.

Finally, the room was quiet, and Lin Yihang began to enjoy his chicken soup.

The thermal pot worked well, and the temperature was just right.

The fragrant chicken soup, tender chicken, and various herbs were all chewed and swallowed by Lin Yihang.

In a short time, he finished every bit of the soup and meat.

"Wow, are you a reincarnated hungry ghost? You can eat so much!" Lu Man turned the thermal pot upside down, and not a drop of soup came out.

"Ha ha!" Lin Yihang laughed, patted his stomach, and showed his satisfaction.

"Then rest! We'll come back tomorrow with more chicken soup." Yang Tingting took the thermal pot and got up to leave.

"Wait a moment." Lin Yihang grabbed a piece of paper and a pen, "Tomorrow's medicinal soup needs to be changed."

Lin Yihang wrote a list and handed it over, "Just buy these ingredients for me, no need to cook them. Then, we'll call it even."

The hundred-year-old ginseng was too precious, and he had obtained it by chance. It wasn't that he didn't trust Yang Tingting, but he was being cautious.

If anything went wrong, he couldn't guarantee getting another ginseng, and his plan to recover his body would be delayed. He couldn't afford that.

...

Yang Tingting was slightly stunned.

She had thought that Lin Yihang asked her to cook the chicken to get closer to her.

Being a beauty, a bit of superiority was normal. After being pursued so much, it was hard not to think too much in such situations.

Now, hearing Lin Yihang's words, she realized she had been overthinking.

She felt a bit wronged. She was such a beautiful girl, and yet she wasn't liked? He was so quick to call it even... as if anyone wanted to be entangled with him.

"Fine!" Her tone was cold as she took the list and turned to leave.

"What's wrong? You were fine just now." Lin Yihang scratched his head, not sure what he had done wrong.

"..." Lu Man had an exasperated look and turned to chase after Yang Tingting.

The room was quiet again. Lin Yihang didn't think much about it, sat cross-legged, and began to practice, refining the food he had just eaten.

This medicinal soup was precious. If left to natural absorption, most of it would be wasted. Only by using special techniques could it be fully converted into energy, transforming into immortal qi to refine his body.

The ingredients Yang Tingting bought were good: a home-raised old hen and genuine herbs... the warm feeling in his stomach.

Lin Yihang spent about ten minutes refining it completely. He opened his mouth, and with a "pop," he exhaled a mist. If someone had seen it, they would have found it very mysterious.

Although it only took ten minutes, it was much more effective than the previous meditation on the Nine Heavens Diagram.

Lin Yihang moved his arm and felt a bit stronger.

Feeling satisfied, he looked forward to the hundred-year-old ginseng even more.