Daoist Changmin and the young man took turns in their performance.
With their eloquent and emotional speech, they didn't give Jiangli any chance to speak, as if they had already sentenced both Jiangli and Jiaoyang Temple.
And as soon as Daoist Changmin's voice fell, the crowd began to stir, and emotions ran high.
"Jesus, ten thousand bucks for a piece of paper? Are they crazy? Jiaoyang Temple is just here to rob us!"
"Even if the talisman really works, it shouldn't cost this much money!"
"These people are just greedy, willing to make money out of anything, not afraid of shortening their own lives!"
"Scammers are everywhere these days! No wonder people say you can't trust fortune tellers!"
"There was a time when Jiaoyang Temple was pretty impressive, how did it fall so low now?"
"I heard that there used to be an old Taoist in the temple who was quite good, but it's not the same anymore!"
