17 Free Second Divination
The onlookers nearby immediately erupted.
“Wow, isn’t this just freeloading? They really know how to play the favoring-sons-over-daughters game!”
“Nowadays, even illegitimate children have inheritance rights. Whether you have a marriage certificate or not, it’s almost the same. You don’t even have to deal with all those messy issues. It’s basically like passing the family line from father to son—pretty convenient.”
“Could it be that he was cheated on by a mistress? I once heard of someone who got married but couldn’t have children, so he fooled a young girl into bearing his child, then disappeared with the baby once it was born.”
...
The gossiping skills of the people here are no joke.
Many who had never encountered such rumors before were left wide-eyed and stunned.
Even those young ladies and young masters who had just thought Yun Ran was embarrassing gathered around to listen, and some enthusiastic ones even brought snacks from their stalls over, eating while asking, “Wow, there’s stuff like this? Tell us more!”
The storyteller, rarely seeing such a crowd, completely forgot that she was just another spectator and treated this like her own stage, diving into even stranger tales.
Could Yun Ran let others steal her spotlight? Impossible.
She cut straight to the point with a bombshell: “Well, you’re just unlucky. Your boyfriend is destined not to have sons. If you want some peace of mind, you’d better find someone else.”
That one sentence successfully steered those who had gone off-topic right back on track.
“What? No sons? Seriously?”
Perhaps because Yun Ran had hit several points earlier, the crowd’s doubt and resistance toward her lessened.
They began giving advice to the fortune-telling woman: “If the man has no sons, you better not jump into that fire pit. Otherwise, if you can’t bear a son, you’ll be blamed.”
“Exactly! In my hometown, there was a family that had seven daughters in a row. The woman was terribly mistreated by her in-laws. Honestly, it’s best to avoid families with no son luck!”
The woman now had no hesitation, her mind clear. She stood and bowed to Yun Ran: “Thank you, master, for your guidance.”
Yun Ran smiled quietly and nodded, exuding the aura of a true sage.
Just as the two stood up, a man who looked somewhat lazy plopped down swiftly, catching the crowd off guard.
“Master, I want a reading too.”
Yun Ran glanced at the man’s features. Though he liked taking advantage of others, he was no great scoundrel. She nodded.
The onlookers felt they had suffered a great loss missing such a free reading opportunity.
However, watching others’ excitement was entertaining enough, so no one left. Instead, more people gathered, drawn by the crowd.
The man acted on impulse; he was lazy and loved freebies. He often lingered at stalls, eating samples until the vendors chased him away.
This habit trained him to seize opportunities remarkably fast.
Sitting down and meeting Yun Ran’s seemingly penetrating gaze, the man inexplicably felt a little uneasy.
He nervously rubbed his hands and asked, “Master, when will I get rich?”
At these fortune stalls, clients usually sought answers about marriage, future prospects, or wealth.
Hearing the question, neither Yun Ran nor the others found it odd; they all leaned in, curious to see if wealth luck could really be divined.
The woman before had only a trace of gloom visible in her features, easily judged by face reading without deeper methods.
But this man carried a hint of blood calamity mixed with a touch of wealth aura.
Yun Ran produced an enhanced copper coin and placed it before him.
“Just toss it casually.”
The man was taken aback; she hadn’t asked anyone else to toss a coin during their readings.
Why did he have to toss it? Was his wealth luck different?
But desperate to get rich, he didn’t hesitate and tossed the coin.
Seeing the divination symbol the coin revealed, Yun Ran smiled knowingly—so this was his kind of wealth luck.
Her little stall had already drawn enough attention; no need to keep secrets.
She said plainly, “In three days, you will be hit by a car. The insurance company will compensate you three hundred thousand.”
The man’s expression flickered wildly. He wanted to ask something but didn’t know how.
A bystander burst out, “Master, what kind of wealth luck is that?”
Yun Ran wasn’t offended and retorted, “Tell me, isn’t that a big fortune?”
The man had no steady job. Three hundred thousand was indeed a fortune for him—but it came at the cost of his health...
“Master, is there nothing else?”
Yun Ran shook her head. “Your wealth luck comes with a blood calamity. If you want money, you must endure it. If you want to avoid the blood calamity, then give up the thought of sudden riches.”
The man’s head drooped instantly, caught in a fierce inner struggle.
“Alright, today there’s only one free reading left.”
The crowd had grown to dozens. Only one slot remained, and people immediately vied for it.
“Pick me! Pick me!”
“Why? I was the first to watch the master’s readings. I should go first!”
“No way! Why should you go first?”
...
Just as tensions threatened to boil over, nearby orderkeepers rushed in, scolding the would-be fighters.
“What are you doing? Let go!”
At that moment, a girl with a dazed expression was pushed and sat right in front of Yun Ran.
She was bewildered. Could she say she was just passing by?
Others, having watched the crowd scramble, were furious to see a young girl jump the line and snatch the spot.
The girl’s reactions were sluggish; she looked at Yun Ran and said, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to.”
Yun Ran shook her head casually, a mysterious smile playing on her lips: “If you appear before me, it is fate.”
The girl muttered, “Oh.”
Now the onlookers sensed something off about her.
“Little miss, what’s wrong with you?”
“Look at her—she seems ill. Master fortune teller, can you heal her? If not, call 911!”
Someone immediately took out their phone to call emergency services.
Yun Ran did not stop them. The girl was indeed sick, but it was not a disease the hospital could cure.