The con artist was taken aback, understanding only after a while.
He had been played!
The guy in front of him was deliberately making things difficult for him!
After spending a grueling day in this desolate place, he hadn't deceived a single person, nor earned a penny, and was even mocked in return.
He was practically boiling with rage, his face turning beet red, trembling all over in agitation.
Lin Fan ignored the con artist, pulling the old man along as he prepared to leave.
The con artist realized what was happening.
How dare you ruin my act and then try to leave?!
Where would my dignity go!
"Don't you go!"
Thud, thud, thud!
The con artist rushed forward in two strides, grabbing onto Lin Fan's shoulder.
But.
As soon as he touched Lin Fan's shoulder, his body went numb, and then he felt himself fly through the air, somersaulting over Lin Fan and the old man, landing heavily in front of them.
Utterly embarrassed.
