A Simple Divination, Confession And Punishment

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The man had two big, dark bags under his eyes, and his body, though in the prime of his life, had been hollowed out and emaciated by years of indulgence in sex and lust.

　　After he threw the money, he waved.

　　The bodyguard came over and bent down in time. Mu Xingwang stepped on the bodyguard's back and wiped his customized Jordan shoes with a tissue. "It's a success. Don't you think it's amazing? In fact, it's all a scam."

He was talking.

　　Feeling very confident.

　　After wiping the shoes, the bodyguard straightened up, Mu Xingwang threw the handkerchief on the ground and stepped on it, staring at Chu Yuening with sharp eyes.

　　"The Kowloon area has the most extras. They are cheap and their acting skills are good enough to be mistaken for real people. But they can't escape my eyes."

　　"Everything is just a show put on by the so-called master to cheat people out of money. Uh... Master Chu, right? Now he is telling you three divinations. When there are more people, he will say that he will give up all his cultivation to help everyone benefit and tell you a few more divinations."

　　Mu Xingwang recalled the experience of being cheated by the fortune teller, and a grim smile appeared on his skinny face.

　　What he hated most in his life was being toyed with.

　　As luck would have it, that fraudulent fortune teller dared to lead him by the nose and tricked him into believing whatever he said.

　　It's such a shame and humiliation.

　　When Mu Xingwang saw the fortune teller again, he became angry and tried to expose him.

　　"Master Chu, am I right?"

　　The onlookers were talking at once, and their eyes kept looking at the stall, wanting to see Chu Yuening's reaction.

　　Mu Xingwang's words were equivalent to exposing Chu Yuening's fraudulent behavior.

　　If she really lied, she would feel guilty and look flustered.

　　But none of them did.

　　Chu Yuening still had a calm expression.

　　Wei Yanlin even took out a set of tea sets from the bottom of the stall and started making tea as if no one was around.

　　Seeing that he had incited a small number of people to doubt, Mu Xingwang was about to sneer at Chu Yuening, but she glared at him.

　　The girl was calmly making tea on the table.

　　Chu Yuening was holding a teacup. She felt thirsty after reading a fortune. There happened to be a set of tea sets in the stall, so she simply took them out to make tea.

　　“I don’t think you’re getting it right.”

　　"And more." Chu Yuening raised her eyes and glanced at him, then said coldly, "You are not within my reach, take the money and leave."

　　Many people in the venue looked at the stack of money on the table, which was at least 10,000 yuan.

　　But Chu Yuening was not moved at all.

　　Mu Xingwang originally wanted to wait for the other party to receive the money before destroying the place.

　　How could Chu Yuening's refusal to accept the money make him take the next step?

　　"You feel guilty and don't dare to count after being exposed?" Mu Xingwang sneered, "I'm telling you, the money is on your table, you have to count it whether you want to or not! Do you know who this young master is? If you offend this young master, don't expect to survive in Hong Kong!"