City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 396 - 396 0397 Slaughtered a Fat Fish

396: Chapter 0397: Slaughtered a Fat Fish 396: Chapter 0397: Slaughtered a Fat Fish Ye Qiu got into the car with Cai Yong’s younger brother and followed Master Yan as they left the place.

“Brother Qiu, this so-called master is obviously a swindler.

Should we teach him a lesson?”

The younger brother had been inside the whole time, and although he hadn’t spoken up, he could tell that Master Yan was spouting nonsense, trying to scare the Ye Qiu family with his words.

However, Ye Qiu had remained silent just now, so he didn’t blurt out anything either.

“I didn’t expect you to see through him.

What’s your name?”

Ye Qiu asked.

There were too many underlings at Cai Yong’s, and Ye Qiu hadn’t gotten to know all of their names, only a dozen or so of them.

“Brother Qiu, my name is Xiaowu, the ‘wu’ as in one, two, three, four, five.”

“Your reactions are not bad.

Keep up the good work with Cai Yong, and you’ll get ahead.”

“Yes, Brother Qiu.”

Ye Qiu sat in the backseat, watching Master Yan drive his BMW in front of them.

It was clear that people like Master Yan, who could afford such an expensive BMW, must have swindled quite a bit of money from others.

When Master Yan arrived at his residence, which was also his shop, he parked the car and got out with his disciple.

Ye Qiu and Xiaowu stayed inside the car without going in.

However, Ye Qiu rolled down the window and could already see the shop, selling things presumably related to the dead, as well as other so-called Magic Artifacts.

About fifteen minutes after Master Yan went inside, he came out and said to Ye Qiu, “Mr.

Ye, I’ve got all the Magic Artifacts and talismans ready.

Do you want me to put them up at your villa?”

“No need, we’ll stick them up ourselves.”

“And the money?”

As far as Master Yan was concerned, not having to do it himself was for the best since he had other business to attend to.

He had been busy for two days just to earn Ye Qiu’s money.

“I’ll transfer it to you right now.”

Upon confirming the payment of 889,000 RMB, Ye Qiu immediately transferred the sum through mobile banking into Master Yan’s account.

Soon after, upon receiving the money, Master Yan’s face lit up with a smile, and he said to Ye Qiu, “Mr.

Ye, if you or your father encounter any more issues, feel free to call me.”

Ye Qiu, holding the so-called talismans and Magic Artifacts, got into the car and instructed the younger brother to drive away from there.

Just as Ye Qiu’s car was leaving, with his vehicle’s silhouette fading into the distance, Master Yan chuckled and muttered, “Hooked another big fish!”

“Master, you’re really amazing.

When will I be able to do the same?”

The young disciple asked.

Before his eyes, his master had just made hundreds of thousands again.

It seemed that money from the wealthy was incredibly easy to earn.

For someone else, such an amount might be unattainable in a lifetime.

“Age, experience, social network—you’re still too young now, and people won’t trust you.

Moreover, you lack experience.

Continue to work with me, and in the future, once you join some Fortunetelling Associations and Feng Shui Associations and gain a status, naturally, you’ll meet more people.

The more people you know and the more extensive your network, the easier it will be to make money.”

“Master, I understand.”

The young disciple thought to himself that someday, he too would swindle money from the rich like his master, then buy houses, luxury cars, and support beautiful women.

In the meantime, Master Yan saw his mistress Xiaofeng, whom he hadn’t seen for many days, appear again.

“Xiaofeng is here; I have to perform a consecration for her.”

Master Yan said.

The young apprentice didn’t say anything, but when he saw the fashionably dressed Little Feng enter, sashaying her plump hips, he just glanced at her and then asked, “Where’s your master?”

“Sister Feng, my master is inside.”

“Master, Master, where are you?”

“Little Feng, I’m in here.”

As soon as Master Yan heard Little Feng’s coquettish voice, he felt his whole body go sour and weak, because Little Feng’s demands had become ever greater.

“Master, I’ve missed you to death!”

Little Feng said in a sweet, soft voice.

“Where have you been these days?

Why haven’t I seen you come by?

And you haven’t introduced any business to me either?”

“I’ve been busy playing mahjong with the girls these days, no time to come over.

Also, my sister Liu Ying’s son Zhang Wei died.

She’s been in a bad mood, so I took time to keep her company!”

Little Feng was talking about that Liu Ying, whom Master Yan remembered.

However, what he hadn’t expected was that Liu Ying’s son Zhang Wei had died!

Even though he couldn’t tell what had been wrong with Zhang Wei, performing the rituals for Zhang Dongliang and his wife had been nothing more than a money scam.

“Dead?

How did he die?”

“Died of late-stage lung cancer, just like that.

But, it all feels very sinister.”

Little Feng had already taken off her coat and hugged Master Yan as she spoke.

The strong scent of perfume on her, Chanel No.5, was Master Yan’s favorite.

Now, as Little Feng hugged him like that, he began to react, but he continued to ask, “What’s so sinister?”

“Liu Ying’s son’s body was in the hospital morgue, but then it vanished from there.

Probably because of the grief of losing her son in her middle years, Liu Ying has been feeling low.

So, I often take the time to accompany her.”

Master Yan wasn’t interested in Liu Ying’s son Zhang Wei; he was interested in Liu Ying herself.

Ever since he laid eyes on the beautiful Liu Ying, he had always wanted to perform an initiation for her.

However, there never seemed to be an opportunity.

“That Liu Ying is indeed a beautiful woman.”

“You sly dog, what are you thinking?”

When she heard Master Yan praising Liu Ying, Little Feng seemed jealous.

Of course, she could see that Liu Ying was prettier than her.

Otherwise, why would Zhang Dongliang fancy Liu Ying instead of her?

But, she knew that’s how men were, always looking at what’s in the other pot while eating from their bowl, now with her, yet thinking about another.

“I just fleeced a fat fish today.

Come on, Little Feng my treasure, let’s have some real fun.”

In broad daylight, Master Yan’s room echoed with rhythmic joyous sounds, along with Little Feng’s moans, Master Yan’s heavy breathing and panting.

The young apprentice outside the door quietly lay down near the threshold, eavesdropping through the door, listening to the two inside.

After a while, the young apprentice suddenly heard something amiss within.

It had been sounds of joy but suddenly turned into Master Yan screaming in pain, his body convulsing nonstop.

The young apprentice had thought his master and Little Feng were engaging in some new play, so he continued to listen, but after a while, it remained like that, and suddenly, Master Yan’s complexion turned pale, completely different from the healthy rosy hue he had before.

This scared Little Feng, who had been closing her eyes and soaking it all in.

“Master, Master, what’s wrong with you?”