Even these youths who had just graduated, or who had never really been around children, felt an urge to tease and play.
"Others have a dark Yintang, foretelling a bloody disaster. Jinjin, where did you hear such talk, and why is your Yintang red instead?"
Tang Wenhuo then looked down, "Is this why Jinjin insisted on coming out with me?"
"A dark Yintang is often a vague generalisation made by metaphysics masters of inadequate ability. A person's appearance can change with their fate," Tang Jin raised his hand and pointed to Tang Wenhuo's Yintang, "The color is ashy yet tinged with red, like the embers of a flame, surely an accident awaits, and with a predisposition towards fire. Not only big brother, but when the other brothers walked in, their Yintang each had varying shades."
"While not necessarily fatal, it could spell misfortune that affects the latter half of life. When accidents gather together, the source of the disaster must be nearby."
