Yin Tian's words were sharp as a knife.
After a moment of stunned silence, the crowd erupted in anger.
Especially those few who had just spoken, their faces twisted with ferocity, much like wild beasts ready to pounce and rip Yin Tian to shreds.
"Fatty, yes, I'm talking to you."
Yin Tian addressed the chubby young man who had spoken first.
The young man was taken aback, unsure of what Yin Tian meant.
"Big head, big ears, huffing and puffing, you must have at least two hundred and twenty pounds of fat on you."
Yin Tian curled his lip in disdain, "Your forehead is dark, and there are black spots on your face. I see your fortune is hanging by a thread. Have you not been plagued by misfortune lately and suffering from insomnia and nightmares?"
"Take my advice: if you don't shed that fat within a week, within ten days, you will surely die without a doubt."
Yin Tian's barrage of words left the young man speechless.
