As everyone chatted, furious curses suddenly erupted from Zhang Medical Hall, followed by a surge of public outrage.
"...Those bastards led by He Zitu do nothing but deeds that'll make their children be born without assholes..."
"...For money, they've thrown away every last shred of conscience..."
"...For every tael of silver they earn, the whole town loses tenfold, a hundredfold in silver and lives!"
Everyone crowded over and saw the Filthy Beggar hopping madly as he cursed, "The mayor is wise! He Zitu, Zhang Medical Hall, are you even human? You even forged the Fortune Mirrors! If we hadn't barged in and noticed something was off about them, we would never have discovered it in our lives! Everyone, come take a look! Use different Fortune Mirrors on me and see just how many Blessings this old undead man with Nine Blessings upon him truly has!"
The people nearby took out different Fortune Mirrors from Zhang Medical Hall and aimed them at the Filthy Beggar in turn. Most showed Nine Blessings, but occasionally one showed no Blessing; occasionally one showed ten Blessings; some even showed gray mist billowing everywhere.
"The mayor is wise! Those bastards! No wonder everyone thought something was wrong back then. Some people clearly hadn't contracted Blessed Affliction, yet they were declared afflicted. Some had clearly contracted it, yet they were told they had no Blessing. In truth, Fortune Mist had wrapped around them and leaked outward, causing others to contract Blessed Affliction! The Fortune Mirrors from He Family Medical Hall are all in Zhang Medical Hall now. You He and Zhang families truly had everything planned out! First, you made a fortune under the banner of treating Eerie afflictions, then you struck it rich treating illnesses. And you still had the nerve to claim that because the