Having regained his freedom, Wang Shijiu, carrying his tattered banner, set up a stall on the street again, in the same spot where he had encountered Changsun Kong last time.
A small stool, a small broken table, and a tattered banner stuck beside him, bearing the four large characters "Defying Fate. "
The white-haired youth laboriously called out:
"Take a look! Don't miss out! Two taels of silver won't break the bank! Just two taels of silver, and Master Wang will help you defy fate!"
Most passersby looked at him with disdain. No one believed him. They'd seen plenty of swindlers, but one as shameless as him, claiming to defy fate for two taels of silver.
Wang Shijiu, legs crossed, looked around, searching for his next victim.
His peripheral vision caught sight of an unexpected man.
