This Lord Can Read Faces

“I knew it. A dark mark between the brows never means anything good!” “Where the heck have you dumped me?”

When Yang Qi woke up, he discovered that he had become a minor lord, the sort who actually owned land!

What more was there to say? His racial talent had awakened!

With so much land, he'd have to plan things out carefully!

I never thought I'd get to be a landowner one day. Has my half-baked ability to read faces become a golden finger, too?

Once every person in my territory is talented and pleasant to talk to, who could possibly stand in my way?

They say surviving a great disaster brings good fortune! But does that mean I've technically died once already?