Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1224 Onset

Chapter 1224: Chapter 1224 Onset

"I’ve seen many rascals, but it’s the first time I’ve seen a servant of a wealthy family lie so blatantly, refusing to acknowledge the words said in front of everyone. Was this taught by your master?"

In front of Prince Pu’s Mansion, pedestrians continuously passed by, especially when they heard this wandering fortune-teller say the coffin’s evil aura was too strong. They stopped and perked up their ears to listen.

"You dead old man, are you being unreasonable or what? What business does the matters of Prince Pu’s Mansion have with a charlatan like you? Hurry up, leave, leave, leave, leave!" This wandering fortune-teller spoke without holding back. More and more common folk gathered around, and the servants worried these words would reach the Prince and cause trouble, so they wanted to quickly drive him away.

"I can’t leave, can’t leave."

"Oh my! This old man, you’re being unreasonable, aren’t you? We’re busy with a funeral at Prince Pu’s Mansion, we have no time to give alms to you, stop causing trouble and leave now."

"If I leave, your Prince will definitely not last long and will end up in a funeral procession with his daughter."

"Ah!"

More than ten servants heard this and were furious. This shameless wandering fortune-teller failed to beg and dared to curse their Prince, truly he had no desire to live anymore. As they spoke, they closed in, looking like they wanted to hit the wandering fortune-teller.

"Don’t be ungrateful, this old man is benevolent and wants to save Prince Pu’s life. If you injure this old man, no one will be able to save the Prince and Princess Consort, and by then, they will all gather with Lord Yama."

"Oh my, this dead old man sure has a venomous mouth, do you really think we won’t dare beat you?"

"You might not believe me, but calculate the Shichen Chinese Time; Prince Pu’s family will soon be afflicted by a strange illness. Doctors won’t find the cause. If you don’t believe me, just wait and see."

"Aye, how dare you say that, you have guts a mile wide. Brothers, beat him." One servant commanded, and the other servants started rolling up their sleeves, fiercely stepping forward intending to beat the wandering fortune-teller.

"Something’s wrong, something’s wrong!" Suddenly, the steward came running out of Prince Pu’s Mansion in a panic.

Everyone halted their actions and turned their heads collectively to look, "Steward, what’s got you so frantic?"

"I don’t know what’s going on, but the Prince, Princess Consort, and Young Master all started complaining of stomach pains, their bodies convulsing, foaming at the mouth. At first, we thought it was poisoning, but the mansion’s doctor checked and said it wasn’t. What should we do now?" The steward stood at the entrance of the mansion, anxiously pacing back and forth, unsure in which direction to find a doctor to help.

Suddenly, a slightly neutral voice was heard from the side: "Look here, didn’t the old man just say the coffin’s evil aura is too strong and will harm Prince Pu’s family? You just refused to believe it. If you delay a day or two, even an Immortal descending from heaven couldn’t save Prince Pu’s family."

Upon hearing this, the steward lifted his gaze and saw a small-statured wandering fortune-teller; he snapped angrily, "Where did you come from? Spouting nonsense."

At this moment, the servants suddenly felt a sense of respect for this wandering fortune-teller. Unexpectedly, this unimpressive-looking fortune-teller spoke so accurately; within Half a Cup of Tea’s time, the prediction came true. The Prince’s family indeed fell ill.

Moreover, the mansion’s doctors couldn’t diagnose it, which led them to start believing him a bit.

In fact, one servant simply pulled the steward aside and explained the earlier circumstances in detail. The steward listened in disbelief, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes! If the steward doesn’t believe it, you can ask the spectators around." The servant replied with a straightforward demeanor.