After Zhu Qian dragged Hu Feifei away, Xiao Yu spent another ten minutes resolving the trouble of a Livestream Viewer who had booked an in-person fortune-telling appointment. With nothing else to do in the shop, he decided to browse Weibo.
Countless people were now asking for readings under his daily fortune-telling post.
Of course, there were still trolls, but Xiao Yu naturally paid no attention to those assorted freaks.
Cyber police officer Jiang Qihao had become his devoted fan. Under every troll's comment, his replies and threats could be found, like some kind of lackey...
"Who should I give a reading to today?"
Xiao Yu read through the comments one by one.
They were all things like "I want a reading" and "Give me a chance."
Xiao Yu skimmed ten lines at a glance, calculating on his fingers as he read.
"A low-level office worker. Probably asking about money or romance."
"This one is... asking for lottery numbers? Get lost."
"Your parents divorced? You probably want me to help them get back together, right? But why don't you consider what they want?"
"Huh... this one..."
His gaze settled on a comment from a user named "Neither Close nor Distant."
"Master Xiao, please help me. I've run into huge trouble lately. You have such incredible powers. Since you can tell fortunes through text, you must be able to help me. Please reply. I'm begging you on my knees!"
Xiao Yu typed a reply: "Huang Yan, male, 41. What would you like a reading about?"
In a rented apartment.
A middle-aged man sat smoking with a miserable expression, one cigarette after another.
He had come across Xiao Yu's post while browsing Weibo the previous night. After reading the first person's fortune, he had been utterly amazed and immediately left a comment