Chapter 35
Aryah’s face turned white as a sheet. A slightly trembling hand flew to the bodice of her blue silk dress where she always kept the scarf. The old man, Master Gorō, kept his head angled to one side and continued to look at her with a bland expression on his face. “H … how, how do you know, Master Gorō? How could you know?” she gasped. And the strange, unsettling feeling that she has seen this elderly fortuneteller before increased with every second he stood before her. “That is the nature of face-reading, Aryah-san. For every human being is born into this world, that person’s fate is etched into his or her face to serve as a guide on the path that person’s life will take. Reading a person’s face serves to know what
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