The old Daoist stared intently at Xia Wenbin’s face, looking him up and down, before finally scratching his head in puzzlement as if confronted with some difficult problem, and muttering:
"Strange, truly strange! This is the first time the poor Daoist has ever seen someone with a destiny like yours."
"Physiognomically, you bear the sign of utter ruin and impending disaster, yet right now your wealth is flourishing, good fortune follows you endlessly, and you are surrounded by the blossoms of romance?"
Chapter 30