Those fortune-tellers at the stalls all ran over in a whoosh; with their sharp eyes, they could naturally tell that this pair of grandfather and grandson were definitely wealthy people.
"Old sir, may I ask if you want your fortune told by your birth chart? Or do you want to know about your future prospects? Maybe you want this young lady's marriage prospects calculated? Not to boast, but my skill, Old Hu's Iron Plate Divination, is a family tradition. Known by everyone in Nanyang City, if it's not accurate, I won't take a cent from you."
"Old sir, I see darkness on your forehead and a hint of red on the tips of your brows; this is a sign of great misfortune! Meeting you today is fate. If you believe me, I can help you avert this disaster."
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However, Jiang Helun didn't utter a word, giving none of these boastful people any attention as he walked past them, leaning on the Dragon Head Walking Stick, exuding an aura not of anger but of authority.
