Summoning Heavenly Thunder Bare-Handed, Yet You Ask Me to Believe in Science

Zhang Tianle breaks his promise to his deceased master to save his younger martial sister suffering from leukemia, deciding to trade his life for hers by leaving seclusion to tell fortunes and earn...

Chapter 39: Begging the streamer to give us a chance to have our fortunes told!

As Zhang Tianle invited "I'm really heartbroken" to the microphone, an old man with a white beard, wearing a t-shirt, a wrinkled face, and a scar on his face appeared on the screen.

He sat in a carved mahogany chair, with a middle-aged man in a suit standing beside him.

Both of them looked quite anxious.

The entire live stream chat was flooded with countless question marks.

One is not two: [Really? Really? Such an old man, he believes in feudal superstition?]

Zang Feng: [Absolutely! This old man and his son look like successful people.]

Wind-dyed Clouds: [Have you noticed that more and more wealthy people are seeking fortune-telling services from livestreamers? If we poor folks really need help and want to consult a livestreamer, will we be completely outmatched by these wealthy people with urgent matters?]

As soon as Feng Ran Liuyun said this, the entire screen suddenly went silent.

After a brief pause.

The entire live chat was filled with the same sentence: "We're begging the streamer to give us poor folks a chance to have our fortunes told."

Even though they had been joking that people who consulted Zhang Tianle for fortune telling were all pitiful unlucky souls.

But no one knows when they will actually encounter the worst thing in their life.

If they happen to encounter this, they can consult the streamer to have their fortune told and change their originally tragic fate.

Therefore, they hoped that Zhang Tianle could give them, the poor, a chance.

Zhang Tianle saw their comments flooding the screen. He looked at the video and solemnly assured them, "I've seen your suggestions. I'll think of a solution later."

His master repeatedly gave him instructions when imparting knowledge to him.

People in their line of work must be kind to others and treat everyone equally, regardless of wealth or poverty.

He started fortune-telling online, initially just to earn money to treat his junior sister's illness, so he set a rule of charging 3,000 yuan per divination.

As Zhang Tianle made his promise, countless comments flooded the screen.

Calabash Brothers Save Grandpa: [Actually, the master had absolutely no need to lower his standards for others. I believe the master had considered this from the beginning; three thousand yuan is something most people can easily save up these days if they're frugal.]

YOYO: [Yes! If they're not even willing to pay three thousand yuan, doesn't that mean that what you consider important isn't as important as three thousand yuan at all? I support the master not changing his rules. After all, master, you can't satisfy everyone's demands.]

One is not two: [Yes! Yes! Yes! We're not saying the streamer's rule of charging 3,000 yuan per divination is bad, but we feel the streamer should give us a chance. Or perhaps it's because wealthy people have urgent matters to attend to recently, and they seem to have a special connection with the streamer, which is why so many wealthy people are vying for the chance to have their fortunes told.]

Zhang Tianle smiled as he looked at the heartwarming comments on the screen: "I'll tell everyone about this after I've thought it through. For now, let's do a fortune telling for 'I'm really heartbroken'."

Zhang Tianle looked up at the camera and said to "I'm really heartbroken," "My lord, would you like to follow the normal procedure and have your past calculated first?"

The white-bearded old man nodded solemnly: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Master. Although I believe in your great abilities, the matter I need to have divined is far too important to me. Therefore, I can only ask you to divine my past to verify it. Thank you!"

Zhang Tianle nodded, indicating his understanding: "Then let's begin."

After Zhang Tianle finished speaking, he began to circulate the Yingtian Gongfa (a martial arts technique).

A faint golden light flashed in his eyes.

This scene happened to be seen by those watching his live stream.

[Holy crap! Is the streamer using some kind of magic? This is too unbelievable! Is it special effects?]

[Wow! Although I'm a longtime fan of the master, this is the first time I've noticed that his pupils can change color. Has any expert observed whether his pupils flashed with golden light when he was telling fortunes for others?]

Their response was a dense barrage of comments on the screen: 【No!】

As the viewers discussed amongst themselves, Zhang Tianle spoke up: "My friend, you're 73 years old this year, just two days after your birthday. You have three sons and one daughter. The one standing next to you is your eldest son. At the age of 24, you met your life's benefactor. With her help, you started from scratch and built your company into a Fortune 500 company in just thirty years. It's just a pity that you parted ways because you had different paths. And the person you wanted me to calculate is this very benefactor of yours. Is that right?"

Upon hearing Zhang Tianle's words, the old man's expression changed.

He was just like everyone else who had been looking for Zhang Tianle.

At first, he was skeptical of Zhang Tianle's fortune-telling skills, but he was shocked after Zhang Tianle opened his mouth.

"Could the master help me find her?"

After the initial shock, he stood up, gripping the mahogany table so tightly with such excitement that the veins on his hands bulged, and his eyes were filled with anticipation as he looked at Zhang Tianle.

Zhang Tianle lowered his eyes: "It's too late. She's already passed away."

"What?! How can this be! This is impossible!" the old man roared. "You're lying to me! She absolutely cannot be dead!"

"Why don't you ask your wife why she died? She knows all the details." Zhang Tianle's expression turned cold.

He foresaw some unpleasant things.

"What do you mean by that? Does her death have anything to do with my wife?" The old man frowned.

The middle-aged man standing next to the old man objected after hearing Zhang Tianle's words: "Don't make baseless accusations, or I'll make sure you can never stream again. Dad, let's not listen to this kind of person. Who knows if he's investigated you behind your back? After all, your information is easy to find online with a little effort. I've seen plenty of streamers like this. Don't let his words sway you."

The old man looked intently at Zhang Tianle: "Since you say so, do you have any evidence? If you don't have any evidence, I will sue you for defamation."

Although he wanted to find that benefactor from the past, his wife's contributions were indispensable to his near-perfect career.

Therefore, he would not allow anyone to slander his wife.

If Zhang Tianle really slanders his wife, he will definitely make Zhang Tianle pay the price he deserves.

"You want evidence? Fine. Go to your wife's dressing room right now. I'll give you the evidence. Just hope you won't regret it later."

Zhang Tianle's words made the old man hesitate for a moment.

But in the end, his trust in his wife prevailed.

So he got up, holding his phone, and walked toward his wife's walk-in closet.

"dad!"

His son became anxious when he saw the old man get up.

Could his father really suspect that his mother did the dirty work?