Metaphysical Fortune-Telling C02
by MarineTLChapter 002 Qiao Man rested his chin on his hands gloomily, watching the passersby come and go. He had been in this park for half the afternoon, but so far, he hadn't made a single sale. The large tree he sat under was in a fairly prominent area. Most people strolling through the park would pass right in front of him. However, those who did pass only stopped briefly. After seeing what was written on the cardboard box, they would quickly shake their heads with a smile and walk away. Qiao Man…


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