The sudden appearance of the old Taoist with an overly sleazy smile made Ruan Lan and the other two ladies shake their heads in unison.
"I can predict fortunes in marriage, career, and family. I, Huang San—the greatest fortune-teller under the heavens!"
The old Taoist continued to coax them, "How about I give you a discount? Seven hundred per person will do."
"Not interested!" Yu Xiaoxiao and the others continued to shake their heads.
Why are the easy marks so hard to dupe nowadays?
The old Taoist's heart was filled with regret as he turned to Qian Xiao with a beaming smile. "Young man, looking at your face, you are destined to become a remarkable figure. Why not let me tell your fortune?"
"I have no money," Qian Xiao said, scratching his head.
The old Taoist rolled his eyes. He was about to leave when he suddenly noticed Xu Yiyi hiding behind Xu Lai, and his pupils shrank abruptly.
He scrutinized Xu Yiyi's face carefully, his expression filled with shock and doubt.
