Wu Qinghe said as he rolled up his sleeves, "Xue Shanhui, you can say that most fortune-tellers are liars, but you can't say everyone is! Our line of work depends on one's capabilities! You haven't met everyone, so you can't spout nonsense about there being no legitimate fortune-tellers in the world! Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"
After carefully observing Xue Shanhui, Wu Qinghe said,
"You came from a rich family and have an older brother. Your parents are still alive, but your mother isn't in good health!"
With that, Wu Qinghe grabbed Xue Shanhui's hand and looked at it.
"Before you turned 15, you probably encountered something that affected you deeply, which caused your personality to change. After that, you had nowhere to stay and wandered around for so many years. You had no family. Although you had a brother, he was far away and couldn't help you at all!"
Xue Shanhui sneered when he heard this.
