Han Feng became famous on this overpass not long after setting up his stall:
“What the hell! Has this guy gone crazy wanting money? Ten thousand for a single Talisman?”
“Is he insane? Are there still that many idiots around for him to scam?”
“Maybe it’s some kind of performance art! Is he filming for a short-video platform?”
Passersby on the overpass shook their heads when they saw Han Feng’s sign demanding ten thousand for each Talisman, along with the five pitiful-looking talismans on the ground.
Even the blind fortune-teller beside him could not stand watching any longer. He took off his glasses and said:
“Little brother!
Your scam is far too wildly imaginative!
You can’t get fat from eating just one bite. At least sell them a little cheaper, and sweet-talk people with a few nice words. Wouldn’t the money come rolling in then?”
Han Feng stubbornly shook his head. “These are the real thing, not some tool for deceiving people.”
The blind fortune-teller was speechless. “You’re like an old granny crawling into bed, you’ve really made your grandpa laugh.
We’re both old foxes here. What kind of ghost story are you trying to sing to me?
If you refuse to appreciate my advice, then forget it!
Go ahead and sell them!
If you manage to sell even one, I’ll take your surname!”
Han Feng was not angry either. He simply sat there, waiting for willing buyers to take the bait.
Of course, there were not that many people in this world who could recognize their value.
Han Feng set up his stall for three days in a row, but apart from those who called him insane or thought he was a fraud, he did not sell a single Talisman.
The blind fortune-teller held a cigarette between his teeth. “Young man, I’m starting to suspect that there’s something wrong with your brain!
Did you come here to perform some kind of performance art?”
Han Feng could not be bothered to respond to this fake blind man. He merely snorted coldly and said nothing.
Just then, a fashionably dressed beauty suddenly walked up from the other end of the overpass.
The woman was tall and slender, wearing canvas shoes and denim shorts. She looked exceedingly pure and youthful, appearing to be around the same age as Han Ruxue.
Her skin was fair and her features exquisite. She was unquestionably a campus belle-level beauty, yet her brows were clouded by an inescapable sorrow.
A handsome man in a suit followed behind the beauty, gently persuading her:
“Shihan, you’re just desperately seeking medical help!
The best neurological hospitals abroad have already declared that your mother cannot awaken from her comatose patient state. Why are you still wasting your time on these useless efforts?
Coming to the overpass to buy talismans? Who would have thought of that!”
The campus belle-level beauty called Shihan instantly turned cold:
“Wang Feipeng, did I ask you to come with me?
I’m only trying my best to save my mother. What have I done wrong?
Even if it is false hope! Even if there is only a one-in-ten-thousand chance!
I still have to try!
If you don’t want to come along, go back by yourself!”
As Lin Shihan spoke, she squatted down in front of the blind fortune-teller in a fit of pique:
“Hello, grandmaster.
May I ask whether you have a Talisman that can awaken a comatose patient?
I’d like to buy one.”
The blind fortune-teller’s eyes lit up when he heard that business had arrived, and he hurriedly put on an act. “Young miss, you’ve come to the right place!
I really do have a Talisman here that can awaken a comatose patient. It just needs to be used continuously for a month before it takes effect!
There are thirty-one talismans here in total. You can take them all for three thousand one hundred dollars!
If they fail to cure your mother, come back and smash my stall, Blind Guo!
Blind Guo will have absolutely no complaints!”
“Really?!”
Excitement immediately flashed through Lin Shihan’s beautiful eyes.
“Of course it is…” Before Blind Guo could finish, Han Feng interrupted him:
“Of course it’s fake.
You’ll be lucky if you can even find this fake blind man’s stall a month from now!”
Lin Shihan was drawn to Han Feng’s words. When she looked over, she discovered a thin young man whose face was completely concealed by a hat, glasses, and a mask. She could not make out his features at all.
“I do have a Talisman that can save your mother.
One sheet is enough to take effect.”
Han Feng picked up one of the god-summoning talismans in front of him as he spoke.
“Hey! Buddy! Stealing business like that will cost you spiritual merit!”
Blind Guo was instantly displeased and spoke coldly to Han Feng.
“Mine is genuine. How can helping someone in need count as stealing business?”
Han Feng shrugged.
This beauty clearly came from a well-off family, and she even had a wealthy sugar daddy by her side. She was exactly the kind of target customer he was looking for.
“Enough already!
You’re both equally matched!
One of you dresses up as a blind man to sell talismans!
You’re even more impressive—you’re so thoroughly covered up that no one can see your face, yet you’re selling a single Talisman for ten thousand!
Have you gone crazy wanting money?!”
Wang Feipeng sneered from the side:
“Lin Shihan! Come with me!
Stop fooling around here!
The money is a minor issue. But if something happens to aunt after you take the Talisman home…”
“Shut up!”
Lin Shihan had completely lost her patience. “I don’t need you to pay this money!
I’ll take responsibility for my mother!”
Afterward, Lin Shihan looked at the two men:
“Since both grandmasters claim that your talismans work, which of you is willing to come home with me?
If you can truly cure my mother, I’ll pay you double!”
Blind Guo immediately backed down when he heard this.
Was she joking? Go to the other party’s home himself?
Wouldn’t that be asking to get beaten?
He instantly fabricated an explanation. “My Talisman only works when used by someone close to the patient. For an old Daoist like me to go there would probably be inconvenient, so…”
“I’ll go.”
Han Feng answered decisively.
He had not made a single sale in three days. He needed money badly.
Blind Guo was completely dumbfounded when he heard this.
What a kid—he wants money more than he wants to live!
Old Guo respects you as a real man!
Going to the home of an obviously wealthy young miss to swindle money?
He must think he has lived too long!
Wang Feipeng also laughed at this point.
There really were people who were not afraid of death!
Look at Han Feng—dressed in rags and covering his face as if he were too ashamed to show it. Yet he still dared to go home with Lin Shihan to treat her mother?!
Today, he would expose this charlatan in front of everyone!
“Good! Then please follow me, sir!”
Lin Shihan was overjoyed and immediately led Han Feng off the overpass and into a Mercedes-Maybach.
Wang Feipeng acted as the driver. Looking at Han Feng through the rearview mirror, he sneered repeatedly. “Little master, if you fail to cure aunt, do you know what the consequences will be?”
“It’s impossible for me to fail.”
Han Feng shrugged.
She is only a comatose patient. The God-Summoning Talisman will have no problem at all.
“Good! It’s good that Little master is confident!”
Wang Feipeng laughed coldly.
Before long, the Mercedes-Maybach stopped outside a villa on the outskirts.
This Lin Shihan really did come from a wealthy family.
After getting out of the car, Lin Shihan led Han Feng into the villa, while Wang Feipeng stayed outside with a cigarette between his teeth:
“You two go in. I’ll have a cigarette.”
Lin Shihan could not be bothered to deal with Wang Feipeng either. She carefully invited Han Feng inside.
She had already taken Han Feng to be her final lifeline.
Even if it was false, she hoped it was real, and she hoped to give it a try.
Watching Lin Shihan and Han Feng disappear inside, Wang Feipeng laughed coldly:
“You little bastard, you’ve come to swindle my woman? Your grandpa will make sure you can’t leave the Lin Family Manor today!”
Then he took out a mobile phone and made a call:
“Bring ten capable men over and help me cripple a charlatan!”
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