Chapter 418 Scammer

• As they talked, another kid approached with a set of papers, pens, and a box. The kid held the stationery out to them in a polite manner. Vania was somewhat hesitant at first—this wasn't what she had expected. Hanson pulled his credit card out and tossed it into the box. "This box won't be able to fit the questions that we'd like to ask."
• The child bowed before responding in a respectful tone. "Please wait for a moment, Sir and Madam." Our research was right—this fortune teller loves nothing more than money, Larry thought to himself. I bet he's just a huge scammer. As expected, the kid went in and came back out of the room in less than ten seconds after taking the credit card. "Sir, Madam, please follow me in. The boss would like you guys to take a seat inside."
• The kid led them to a stand-alone tea pavilion that looked a hundred times more luxurious than the musty basement they had been waiting in earlier. It was evident that they were being treated like VIPs. Vania and the rest had just sat down when an old man with a beard walked toward them. He was dressed in the typical outfit of a fortune teller, and he walked around with a heavy aura of a wealthy man.