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First, they gave out a hundred number tags. All the number tags were quickly taken up by the crowd. Then, twenty people were chosen out of this group of a hundred to meet Master Lin.

Those who weren't chosen felt really regretful while the twenty people who got chosen were all extremely excited. Most of them believed in Master Lin a lot. However, there were some who were there just for fun and did not believe in fortune-telling.

The daily limit was twenty customers and that lightened Lin Fan's workload by a mile. If the situation from a few days ago had continued, Lin Fan would probably have died of exhaustion.

"Thank you, Master…"

Lin Fan just nodded and shouted, "Last person, number 35!"

"Number 35," Fraud Tian shouted as he stood at the door. Fraud Tian had noticed that every one of Master Lin's customers would give him two or three hundred dollars which was more than his daily earnings at the overhead bridge.