Ever since he had memory, let alone after he started learning Feng Shui Metaphysics, Tang Jin was almost certain in his control over a person's destiny.
He had also grown accustomed to reading faces.
For Little Milk Jin, face reading felt as natural as a normal person looking at someone's face.
It was also an important basis for the little guy to sense other people.
But somehow, the person targeting her had used some method to hide their physiognomy.
This was like stripping Little Milk Jin of a portion of her sense of security.
Having grown accustomed to an environment with plentiful security, suddenly leaving this comfort zone was something even adults struggled to endure and adapt to, let alone Little Milk Jin, a six-year-old child.
