At this moment, Feng Fuce, who had already walked far away, looked quite deep in thought.
He asked intriguingly, "How did you know he's about to have trouble?"
Zhi'er trotted along, her tone lighthearted, "I saw it from his facial features."
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow, "Did you learn that from your mother again?"
"Mmm, otherwise? It's not difficult, just a quick glance, and it's clear!"
The little fellow finished speaking and shook her small head, "But, I've only learned the basics."
Mom is even more amazing.
She can tell a person's lifespan just by looking at their face.
Baby needs to work hard in the mortal world to catch up with Mom!
In Feng Fuce's cold eyes, there was a flash of greater interest.
When they returned, they happened to finish auctioning the last treasure.
This time, Bai Zhi'er collected a total of thirty thousand gold coins and eight thousand taels of silver.
More than the little fellow initially envisioned.
