Before the stall owners could react, they saw Shen Chun pick up a sign. The sign said that the fortune-telling would be free if it wasn't accurate. With a thud, it was placed in the empty space beside them.
After they exchanged looks of dismay, their gaze turned hostile.
"Miss, how much does this divination cost?"
"A hundred thousand." Her divination was definitely worth this much money.
A few people gasped and said, "You must be crazy. We only dare to ask for two hundred. If you ask for a hundred thousand, isn't that highway robbery?"
Shen Chun couldn't be bothered to argue. "If I sit here, I'll naturally meet fated customers."
"Ridiculous!"
The few of them thought that Shen Chun was fooling around. How could a rich person pay 100,000 yuan for a divination under the bridge? Unless this person was crazy.
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On the other side, in a high-end teahouse opposite the bridge, Fu Shi was catching up with his two good friends.
