Chapter 414


    As they talked, another kid approached with a set of papers, pens, and a box. The kid held the


    stationery out to them in a polite manner. Vania was somewhat hesitant at first—this wasn''t what she


    had expected. Hanson pulled his credit card out and tossed it into the box. "This box won''t be able to fit


    the questions that we''d like to ask."


    The child bowed before responding in a respectful tone. "Please wait for a moment, Sir and Madam."


    Our research was right—this fortune teller loves nothing more than money, Larry thought to himself. I


    bet he''s just a huge scammer. As expected, the kid went in and came back out of the room in less than


    ten seconds after taking the credit card. "Sir, Madam, please follow me in. The boss would like you


    guys to take a seat inside."


    The kid led them to a stand-alone tea pavilion that looked a hundred times more luxurious than the


    musty basement they had been waiting in earlier. It was evident that they were being treated like VIPs.


    Vania and the rest had just sat down when an old man with a beard walked toward them. He was


    dressed in the typical outfit of a fortune teller, and he walked around with a heavy aura of a wealthy


    man.


    His voice had a slight ent, but his words made him sound like an influential person. "Did all of you


    travel such long distances just to search for The Great Chemist?" he asked. Hanson didn''t bother to go


    around in circles—he was direct and honest with his reply. "Yes."


    The fortune teller poured his guests some tea. Of course, the regr customer wouldn''t receive the


    same treatment, but the four of them were the first customers who had ever offered a fee of 10 million


    just for their fortunes to be told. Before the fortune teller could say anything else, Hanson gave his


    assistant a look. Larry instantly pulled out another bank card before waving it around in front of the


    fortune teller.


    The fortune teller eyed the card greedily, and he was about to reach out to grab it when Larry kept it


    away. "It isn''t that easy to earn my boss'' money." This was a strong statement, and it made the fortune


    teller''s hands shudder a little. He figured that the 10 million he got earlier was the only sum that came


    easily for him.


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    Larry couldn''t help but sneer to himself when he saw the look on the fortune teller''s face. How dare he


    call himself a fortune teller? He''s clearly a scammer. "You were right. We came here in search of The


    Great Chemist. The 10 million we gave you was just a wee gift. We have another 10 million in this


    card if your predictions are right." Larry pushed the card closer to the fortune teller as he spoke.


    He made his point clear—if the fortune teller could tell them what they wanted to know, then he''d be


    able to get another 10 million. The fortune teller''s eyes were filled with shock. He had earned a lot


    through this business in the past years but had never made such arge sum in such a short amount of


    time. Even though the money was right before his eyes, he was afraid to reach out and take it. He was


    sure that he couldn''t afford to offend these people in front of him, and there was a hint of fear in his


    eyes as he looked at them.


    "You don''t have to worry about anything, master. You can be honest, and my boss will be receptive to


    anything you say," Larry continued with a smirk. "If things go well, then we''ll give you the 10 million


    after everything''s over." The fortune teller was just about to nod and take the card, but his limbs jolted


    with fear after he heard Larry''sst sentence. He immediately dropped the gold card back onto the


    table.


    Thud. The card fell back onto the coffee table. Its sound was deafening and sharp in the quiet room.


    Soon after that, Larry let out a scoff. "This 10 million might belong to someone else if you can''t give us


    the answer we want," he warned.


    The fortune teller could hear the threatening tone in Larry''s voice, and beads of cold sweat began to


    form on his skin as he was too terrified at that moment. I don''t know how to tell one''s fortune at all! I


    just used The Great Chemist''s name to gain some fame. I''ve seen a lot of people in the past, and I''ve


    learned to observe a thing or two. I usually just say something that I think they might want to hear


    based on my observations!