But Xia Liang had long since deduced through his calculations that the fellow disciples at Shuanglong Taoist Temple often took the easy way out, resorting to the deceptive tricks of the Jiang Xiang Faction. However, at this moment, Xia Liang had no intention of calling them out.
A faint smile appeared on his face. "After all, aren't the disciples of Taoist Priest Chen Xuandu all exceptionally talented? How could they possibly stoop to using such despicable street scams?"
Lin Quanzi suppressed the unease in his heart and forced a smile. "Naturally. Even if I were to lose my own face, I would never dare to tarnish my master's honor!"
The other fortune tellers, having heard the exchange, finally let out a collective sigh of relief.
"I knew it. How could Taoist Priest Chen's disciples use such trickery?"
"That tourist must have just heard some rumor on the street and mentioned it to Master Xia Tian in passing."
