Meanwhile, the live chat that Yan Qianwei couldn't see was exploding.
"Wow! He's so handsome! Is that really the charlatan?"
"Anchor, Anchor, give us the address! I want to go visit this handsome guy!"
"You thirsty fangirls need to calm down. The Anchor is here to expose a fraud."
"What's it to you? Don't you know that beauty is justice?"
"Okay, now I'm not worried about the Anchor anymore. A guy that handsome wouldn't hurt anyone."
"Wait, I just realized something… That one commenter said his mom was a firm believer in this charlatan. Could it be because…"
Yan Qianwei had expected this so-called charlatan to be someone from TV. Maybe an old man with an ethereal, immortal-like bearing, or perhaps a bald man in a Tang suit wearing prayer beads. She never imagined he would be such a bright and handsome young man.
"Uh... um... I... I'm here for a Fortune Telling."
Whether from nerves or from seeing Xia Liang's appearance, Yan Qianwei's words came out in a stammer.
