Hey, Taoist, Stop Running Around with Those Fake Talismans!

At some point, an open-air stall appeared on a famous antique street.

The stall didn’t sell antiques or treasures. It had just eight characters on a sign:

“Custom talismans, honest prices for young and old.”

The sucker who bought a talisman came back the next day. The stall owner, dressed in a Taoist robe, took off running.

“Hey! Taoist, the one who draws fake talismans! Don’t run!”

As if! If I drew real talismans, I’d be the one in trouble!

This is the story of a Taoist from a xianxia world who makes a living by swindling people.

He could have gotten by on talent, but insists on making a living with his looks.