Chapter 211 Just Ten Bucks

• “What justice? You’re a con man. You think you’ve got the moral high ground?” Lu Meimei jabbed a finger at the young fortune-teller and yelled.
• “Yeah. If you want ‘justice,’ take it up at the police station!” Sun Xiaoshui shot the fortune-teller a frosty look and snapped, clearly annoyed.
• “Fine, let’s go. Who’s scared of who? I make money with my skills, so what? And you won’t even give me ten bucks—now you wanna call the cops?” The fortune-teller wasn’t backing down. His face flushed bright red.