I ignored their words and straightened my robes. "I'm a fortune teller in Olympus. I know everything from astronomy and geography to hotel room numbers. False, no charging. Correct, three thousand."
The comment section went silent for a moment, but then more insults followed.
"Lol. She's starting to go for the Taoist persona. Are you planning to hire some online trolls to build up your persona, attract some fans, and then sell products through live streaming?"
"Sisters, let's report her!"
"Wow, even Taoist priests are doing live broadcasts these days."
"Yes, Master, please predict when I will become rich."
I shouted again, "If the prediction is not accurate, no charge. But if it is, you need to pay me three thousand. I studied from Olympus, and I will never cheat anyone. If you want to try, you can contact me."
After hearing the price, passersby in the live broadcast room who originally wanted to try it all backed off, except for one named "the Louis Family" who made a call.
As the person showed up, it was a plump middle-aged woman with bloodshot eyes and a haggard face.
I frowned, her forehead turned black, showing that a death threat lingered on her family line.