Xiao Yu casually spun a couple of lines and was let in with ease.
How could they possibly stop him for real?
They could hardly welcome him fast enough!
This meant another fat sheep who believed in Celestial Master Xiao had come to be fleeced!
After Xiao Yu entered the shop, the two hostesses could not help whispering to each other.
"Hey, didn't that guy look a little familiar?"
"Huh? I thought so too. He looked a lot like Celestial Master Xiao."
"Could he actually be Celestial Master Xiao himself? Here to challenge us?"
"No way. We're all just trying to make a living. He's already scammed so much money out of people. Surely he wouldn't come make trouble for us."
"Then he's impersonating Master Xiao to squeeze some money out of us?"
"Hurry up and text everyone so they don't get fooled!"
Good grief. Those two pretty hostesses had no idea how badly their clever little piece of misinformation would screw over their own people!
Everyone in the Fortune-Telling Building received the text and learned that someone had come to "impersonate Celestial Master Xiao and squeeze money out of them"!
After all, they used Celestial Master Xiao's name to scam people. How could these fortune-tellers not recognize Xiao Yu's face?
Unlike the fortune-tellers out on the street, these people all operated under Celestial Master Xiao's name, making them members of the same "school."
The Fortune-Telling Building had three floors. Those on the first floor were relatively young, all around thirty, and ranked as "senior brothers and sisters." Those on the second floor were in their forties or fifties and ranked as "martial uncles." The third floor housed the old man posing as the grandmaster.
"Would you folks like your fortunes told?"
Immediately after receiving the text, a man in