At first glance, Lin Xie saw that there was really a fortune teller in front of him. He was wearing a long green cloth shirt that was not suitable for the current society, with long white beard. It was thin and looked like a fairy tale.

"boss, hurry up, he's leaving. Let's try." The fat man urged.

"go ahead, I don't have a cold for it." Linxie has always believed in himself. His destiny is in his own hands. It can only be realized through hard work. These lives and fortunes are so magical and mysterious.

the fat man ran up, shaking his fat body, grabbed the fortune teller who...