The fortune-teller stared at him for a long time before slowly saying, " "You're not here for fortune-telling, you're here for a walk."
"There's no need to be nervous, Sir. I just have something to ask you." Yan Zhengwei smiled.
The fortune-teller chimed in,"hehe."
As expected, he couldn't earn any money today.
However, it was better to not earn money than to lose his job. If the person in front of him wanted to arrest him, it would be easy.
"Please speak," he said carefully.
Yan Zhengwei didn't beat around the bush and directly threw out a question,"I don't know if you've ever heard that people who have passed away can return to the world through some method."
If this question was asked to anyone else, that person would definitely look at him with a very strange look and think that he was crazy. But the fortune-teller did not.
