One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

He wore sunglasses, crossed his legs, and scanned each person who came forward with piercing eyes, scrutinizing their offerings.

An older woman squeezed forward, carrying a basket of vegetables in her hand.

"God! Please tell my fortune!"

Zhang Tianyi glanced at the basket of vegetables, his brows furrowing slightly, his tone indifferent:

"Vegetables? That's too bland."

“This female lay Buddhist, your fortune is like this green vegetable; it’s healthy, but it’s lacking in nutrients.”

"Go back and do more good deeds, play less mahjong, next!"

The middle-aged woman was chased away, looking completely bewildered.

Immediately afterwards, a young man squeezed in, carrying a box that looked quite exquisite:

"Master! These are the finest cigars I brought back from abroad! I'd like to ask about my business!"

Zhang Tianyi's eyes lit up. He took the box, smelled it, and a warm, spring-like smile appeared on his face.

"Oh my, young friend, I see your forehead is glowing; you are destined for great wealth and honor!"

"This cigar... well, this offering is very sincere."

"Come, come, let's talk in detail. Your career line is in the east, and it will flourish when it encounters fire..."

that's it.

Zhang Tianyi has completely switched to the "tailoring her approach to the person" mode.

He would greet those who were well taken care of with a smile, and even if it was just a fabrication, he would make it sound wonderful.

For those who received poor treatment, he would give them a few perfunctory words with an inscrutable expression, or even send them back to meditate on the Dao.

"Holy crap..."

Zhuge Qing leaned against a tree, watching this scene, his folding fan nearly breaking from being shaken so much:

"Old Wang, is our Second Master really a high-ranking official of the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

"His skill level is even more professional than those con artists."

Wang Ye squatted on the ground, holding a foxtail grass in his hand, his eyes vacant.

"Don't ask me... I just feel..."

"He has completely disgraced Longhushan."

"But don't tell..."

Wang Ye looked at the mountain of ham, cured meat, and fine wine, and his throat bobbed:

"The food tonight... should be pretty good."

Chapter 79 I'll Point at Your Mother! Daoist Master, where's my watermelon knife?!

"Next! Next!"

Zhang Tianyi stuffed the newly received bottle of fine wine into a box under the table, in high spirits.

The face behind those sunglasses was beaming like a flower.

At that moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a neat shirt and even a tie squeezed to the front.

The man had a refined appearance and a humble smile on his face.

He held a delicate lacquer box in his hands, placed it respectfully on the stone table, and then bowed deeply.

"Master, please take a look."

Although the person's accent was fluent, the 'r' sound was a bit heavy.

Zhang Tianyi didn't think much of it and reached out to open the box.

Hey!

It was an extremely exquisite pocket watch, and judging from the brand, it was an imported product, quite valuable.

"Hmm, not bad, that's thoughtful."

Zhang Tianyi nodded in satisfaction, put away the pocket watch, and then extended his hand:

"Come on, extend your hand and tell me your birth date and time."

The man quickly stretched out his hands and laid them flat on the stone table.

Zhang Tianyi pushed up his sunglasses, leaned forward slightly, and began to enter an "immersive" face-reading mode.

He first touched the other person's palm bones, then looked at the palm lines, his brows furrowing slightly as he muttered something to himself:

"Hmm...extraordinary bone structure, discontinuous palm lines..."

"Your fate is quite interesting. You wandered in your early years, and although you are stable in middle age, your foundation is unstable, like... a rootless duckweed."

"And your palmistry..."

Zhang Tianyi stopped moving.

He suddenly raised his head and stared intently at the humble-looking man in front of him through his sunglasses.

"you……"

Zhang Tianyi's voice turned cold:

"You are...Japanese?"

The man paused for a moment, then a smile of even greater admiration spread across his face, and he gave a thumbs up:

"Siguoyi! Truly a living god!"

"You can even calculate that? That's amazing!"

"My name is Inoue... oh no, my Chinese name is Li Aihua. I am a resident of Biyou Village and I greatly admire the Taoist culture of China."

"Master, what do you think of my fortune in the second half of my life? Will I be able to achieve great things in China?"

"You want your fortune told?"

Zhang Tianyi repeated it softly.

"Hi! Yes!"

Li Aihua was still bowing and scraping, pleading, "Please enlighten me, Master..."

"Guides?"

Zhang Tianyi's lips suddenly parted into a wide grin, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth:

"Alright, I'll give you some pointers right away."

next second.

I mean your mother!!!

A loud shout rang out instantly!

Zhang Tianyi swung his arm in a wide arc, delivering a simple yet powerful blow!

"Snapped--!!!"

The slap landed squarely on Li Aihua's face.

Li Aihua didn't even have time to react. She spun around like a top three and a half times before collapsing to the ground with a "thud".

"Baka...baka?!"

Li Aihua covered her swollen face, looking completely bewildered.

"You dare to swear?!"

Zhang Tianyi was completely devastated.

He jumped over the stone table, straddled Li Aihua, and began to slap her repeatedly, as if he were throwing money at her:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"You little devils, huh?!"

"You call yourself Li Aihua?! You don't even deserve the surname Li?!"

"I hate Japanese people more than anything in my life! And you dare to stick your hand out in front of me and let me touch you?!"

"Don't you know I'm a germaphobe?! Can you afford to pay for the dirt on my hands?!"

"I'll ruin your luck! I'll ruin your future! I'll calculate your death date right now!!"

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned.

How did that seemingly ethereal and compassionate immortal suddenly transform into a street brawler?!

And isn't that a bit too ruthless?!

That punch was aimed at killing him!

"Holy crap! Second Master!"

"Calm down! Calm down!!"

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing then realized what was happening and were terrified.

If this international friend were actually killed, the matter would become a huge scandal!

The two rushed forward, one on each side, and grabbed Zhang Tianyi's arms tightly, dragging him backward with all their might.

"Master! Stop hitting him! If you keep hitting him, someone will die!"

"Senior! Calm down! This is the 21st century! Those are foreign friends!"

"What friend?! That's an enemy!!"

Although Zhang Tianyi was restrained, his legs were still kicking wildly in the air, trying to deliver a couple more kicks to Tanaka Koji:

"Let me go! Don't stop me!"