Chapter Two Hundred Forty-four
"There really are ghosts!" Bai Xuehen stepped into the yard, looking here and there, "Where's the ghost?"
"I told you, I've driven them away," Long Xiaoshan said proudly.
"Big Brother Xiaoshan, you're amazing. You could be a charlatan," Bai Xuehen said with a pursed smile.
"What charlatan? I'm a grandmaster, you know. I can do fortune-telling and divination, Golden Needle Point Determination, anything!" Long Xiaoshan huffed.
"Pfft—" Bai Xuehen's face was full of disdain.
"You don't believe me? Then let me read your palm; I offer a tenfold refund for any falsehood," Long Xiaoshan said.
"Pfft, a tenfold refund, as if you're selling fake medicine," Bai Xuehen laughed.
"You don't believe me, give me your hand," Long Xiaoshan said earnestly, exuding a faint aura of a superior being.