Although fortune-telling to find people did not take much out of him, the sheer number of requests was another matter.
[Benben Bu'er: Master, pick me!]
[Guigui Must Rise: I applied to connect ages ago! Why hasn't my turn come yet?]
[Tangtang: Don't worry, everyone. The master is connecting with people in application order. Those who applied too late probably won't get a chance.]
Lin Fan looked at the comments and accepted the first viewer's connection request.
A short while later.
An elderly man appeared on the screen.
"Hello, Master. I'd like to find my relatives," the old man said in an odd, not particularly standard Mandarin accent.
A Teochew man?
Lin Fan's eyes flickered. He had not even calculated the man's fate; from his accent alone, he already had a rough idea of where he came from.
He calculated on his fingers and immediately understood what had happened.
"Sir, your name is Zheng Weitong, and you're Teochew, correct?"
"Your family wasn't well off when you were young, so you joined the wave of people seeking opportunities overseas and crossed the ocean to a foreign country."
"Because travel was inconvenient back then, you gradually lost touch with your family. Once you had achieved success in your career, you wanted to return home to find your relatives, only to discover that everything had changed and your family had moved away."
Lin Fan quietly recounted the old man's story.
The old man's pupils contracted slightly. Fortunately, he had lived for over eighty years and seen much of the world, so he was not particularly surprised.
"You certainly live up to your reputation, Master Lin. Yesterday, my son made a point of coming to see me and told me there was a very capable Master Lin."
"I didn't believe him at first. After all,