Chapter 72: [72] Men can’t say they are not up to par_1

Tang Feng glared at her, “I’m not joking with you, find a way to contact Mrs. Shen and say that you know a very skilled Master of Physiognomy, and arrange to have tea with her this afternoon.”

“Physiogn… Master of Physiognomy? You know a master in that field?” Qin Yanan didn’t reject physiognomy. The longer she was involved in antiques, the more she believed in these things.

“Without concealing the truth, I am Tang Feng, the seventy-second generation disciple of the Kunlun Mountain Tianxuan Sect,” Tang Feng immediately put on an air of an immortal cultivator.

Qin Yanan looked at him as if she had seen a wooden chicken and then, after a long pause, breathed out a few words, “I think you really need medication.”

Tang Feng immediately deflated, looking at her irritably, “I’m not joking with you, I truly have physiognomy skill.”

Qin Yanan forced a smile without a trace of amusement, “I also have physiognomy skill. I see your glabella is dark; if you keep bragging, you might encounter a disaster of bloodshed.”

Tang Feng was at a loss for words, “If you don’t believe me, I can divine for you. Tell me, which aspect would you like me to predict?”

Seeing him being so serious, Qin Yanan immediately crossed her arms over her chest, “Divine anything. As long as you get one thing right, I’ll believe you are a Master of Physiognomy.”

Tang Feng did not speak immediately, but instead clicked into the system store.

He quickly found the “Physiognomy Mastery LV1” section.

His system could only scan past information, and because the level was too low, many details were undetectable, hence the need for the assistance of physiognomy.

“Ding! System prompt: Redeem Physiognomy Mastery LV1. After redemption, the host will have beginner-level physiognomy. This redemption will cost 300,000 Hua Country currency, do you confirm the exchange?”

Seeing this prompt, Tang Feng immediately felt a toothache.

But in order to get that jade bracelet, for Mr. Shen, and most importantly, to remove the concealed threat that was Wang Xiaodao,

it had to be 300,000 then.

He gritted his teeth and finally clicked to exchange.

“Shua…”

The moment he successfully redeemed, another influx of complex information surged into his brain.

Divination.

Geography.

Life prognosis.

Physiognomy.

Dream interpretation.

Selection of auspicious dates…

This set of information was even more complex than his previous mastery of Martial Arts and Medical Skill, intermixed with many bizarre talismans and incantations.

It made his brain dizzy, followed by a wave of nausea surging to his heart, and he hurriedly bent over the nearby garbage can to vomit violently.

The noodles he had recently eaten were all thrown up in one go.

At first, Qin Yanan saw him staring fixedly at her and felt a flutter in her heart.

Although she knew she was extremely beautiful, he shouldn’t be staring at her so intently.

It was embarrassingly awkward.

As she was indulging in self-admiration, she suddenly saw him turn his head and vomit into the garbage can.

Her heart immediately shattered into eight pieces.

Am I so repulsive to look at?

“Tang Feng, you better make yourself clear, what exactly do you mean?” Mr. Qin was huffing and puffing, ready to settle accounts with him.

“Sorry, it’s not about you, I just… I suddenly feel like vomiting…”

Tang Feng wanted to explain, but after only two words, he leaned over the garbage can and threw up again.

The customers in the restaurant all looked at him with disgust.

Two tables of guests simply got up to pay and leave.

The restaurant owner was so angry he wanted to hit someone.

But seeing Tang Feng’s tall and sturdy build, he weighed his options and doubted he could win, so he held back.

Tang Feng vomited twice more, feeling like he was about to throw up bile.

Only then did he stand up and gesture to Qin Yanan, making up a story, “Our Heavenly Profound Sect’s physiognomy is different from other sects; we must empty the body of all impurities to enter the profound state.”

However, in his mind, he was continuously sighing; it seemed he needed to control the speed of acquiring new skills in the future.

Learning so many things was truly torturous.

If his brain could be compared to a storage device, the continuous installation of Martial Arts, Medical Skill, Disguise Skill, and Physiognomy Skill “software” had taken up too much of his memory.

Running it now was indeed a bit strenuous.

It seemed he had to find a way to expand the capacity.

“Here, have some water.”

Qin Yanan saw that he wasn’t faking it—his face really was turning pale—so she started to worry.

“Thank you.” Tang Feng took the plain water she handed over and drank it in two gulps, finally feeling a bit better, “Where did we stop just now?”

“You said you’d help divine something for me. Can you really do it? If not, just forget it.” Qin Yanan feared his brain might not be functioning well, possibly leading to other illnesses.

“What do you mean, can I? A man cannot say he’s incapable. Continue, let’s continue.”

Tang Feng closed his eyes, took two deep breaths, and then looked at her again as he opened them.

Firstly, he activated the scan system to review her basic information.

Actually, he had already scanned once before, but fearing some data might have changed in the last two days, he decided to scan again, to be certain.

“Shua…”

Soon, Qin Yanan’s basic information was displayed before his eyes.

“Your name is Qin Yanan.”

“Nonsense.”

“Gender, female.”

“What do you think?”

“You are twenty-five years old, single.”

“Uh…”

Qin Yanan initially disdained his bluff, but upon hearing this, her expression suddenly stiffened.

She had always kept her age a secret and didn’t seem to have told him ever.

“Did… did you peek at my ID card?” she asked, perturbed.

The photo on her ID card was too hideous—if he really saw it, she would need to shut him up.

“Who looked at your ID card? I told you, this is physiognomy.” Tang Feng couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

“Really? Did you really figure this out?” Qin Yanan was skeptical.

“Can you not interrupt? If you break my concentration, I am going to vomit again,” Tang Feng pretended to feel nauseated.

“Alright, alright, you continue.” Qin Yanan was genuinely afraid.

“Your measurements are…” Tang Feng glanced at her.

“You… pervert.” Qin Yanan hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

“Ahem, actually, that’s not what I meant. What I meant was… they’re a little small,” Tang Feng hinted rather subtly.