Seeing that Chi Shuyan didn't do anything, the blind 'divine fortune teller' hurriedly said, "Miss, your luck is really good. Don't stint on the money to do a divination. The more money you give, the more sincere you are, and the more sincere you are, the better your luck will be."
Who would believe this blind man's nonsense?
Chi Shuyan stared fixedly at the blind man in front of her, who was pretending to be in his fifties. He had a hunched back, a high nose bridge, and very deep wrinkles on both sides of his nose. In addition, his thin, long and ordinary face didn't look like that of an expert, no matter how she studied it. On the contrary, his thin mouth and cheeks gave him a dishonest look.
The young lady didn't give him money for the divination after a long while, and the face of the blind 'divine fortune teller' changed drastically. His expression turned very unsightly and he was about to speak.
