Chapter 372: Chapter 374: Sneak Shot
The moment Su Nian spoke, it was like dumping a ladle of water into a wok of hot oil. The live comments instantly boiled over.
[What!? Did I hear that right? Drinking wine made with a girl’s heart’s blood!]
[What the fuck, that’s so disgusting! What kind of person does something like that?!]
[No wonder she kept going on about her ’secret recipe’ without ever saying what it was. So it was something this vile!]
The woman’s face turned ghastly, her eyes widening in terror.
She and that spirit medium were the only two people who knew about this.
’She hadn’t even told her own mother, so how could this woman know the secret recipe?’
She completely lost her composure. Her words crumbled, her voice trembling.
"You... you... you... Don’t you dare spout such nonsense! I never did that!"
But the guilty look on her face as she spoke confirmed everyone’s suspicions.
Su Nian yanked her back down into the chair.
She remained standing, looming over the woman.
"Good. Now you can get lost."
"And one more thing. Don’t ever come looking for me again."
"As if I would!"
the woman shot back, clutching her flat stomach and glaring at Su Nian with hatred.
"Some master you are. You couldn’t even save my child. There’s no way I’m coming to you again!"
Her explanation was frantic and her tone hostile, as if trying to cover up the matter of the secret recipe. Uttering those words in a panic, she turned and fled.
Su Nian watched the woman flee, shaking her head. She had already dealt with the ghost fetus in the woman’s womb.
The karmic bond between them was now settled. Whatever happened to the woman from now on was no longer her concern.
Watching the woman’s retreating figure, Su Nian nonchalantly picked up a peach. She had barely taken two bites.
The next client walked in.
This time, however, the client who walked in was a strange one.
She was a fashionably dressed girl with a camera hanging around her neck, holding the latest model smartphone in her hand.
The moment she entered, she began looking around curiously, raising her camera to snap photos every so often. She even circled the chair.
After meticulously photographing it, she satisfyingly uploaded the pictures to her social media.
"So this is the famous influencer’s Daoist Temple! It really is pretty!"
The girl was too busy with her phone to even look at Su Nian.
For the few minutes she’d been there, she had been busy taking pictures of everything.
After she had photographed nearly the entire room, she finally seemed to notice Su Nian and excitedly tried to pull her over.
"Master, can I get a picture with you?"
Su Nian frowned and refused, a flash of impatience in her eyes.
But the girl continued, gushing.
"I know you’re a master and you’re amazing, but you’re also so beautiful! I’ve been a fan for so long! I really, really want a photo with you. Please, just one picture!"
Frowning, Su Nian tried to keep her distance, pushing the girl away slightly.
Unexpectedly, the girl contorted herself into a bizarre pose, determined to force her way into a photo next to her.
Su Nian was quick to react, instantly dodging aside.
The girl missed Su Nian’s face, capturing only a blurry image of her movement.
"Master, what are you doing? It’s just one photo! Just one!"
Annoyed, the girl circled Su Nian, begging to take a picture.
[What the hell? Is this girl nuts? This is a livestream for people who want a reading!]
[What’s the point of coming to a master just to take a picture?]
[Oh, I get it now. She’s definitely trying to chase clout. She looks like some minor influencer!]
[That’s gotta be it. She sees the streamer is popular and wants to leech off her fame!]
[This is shameless. To think she came all the way here just to chase clout!]
Su Nian’s expression toward the girl turned completely cold.
Her expression was frigid, her eyes distant.
Su Nian’s tone was sharp. "Please, sit down properly."
The girl pouted, clearly reluctant.
But the thought of Su Nian’s staggering number of fans made her reconsider. She didn’t want to get mobbed online, so she unhappily sat down in the chair.
However, she stealthily propped her phone up.
’You don’t want a picture with me? Fine. Taking a secret video will have to do, then.’
