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Chapter 417: Feng Shui Master

Chapter 417: Chapter 417: Feng Shui Master

"No! Don’t kill...argh!!"

Feeling the sharp sensation of a blade cutting through his throat, Wen Hongliang clutched at his neck, and when he removed his hands, blood! Blood everywhere! A bright crimson!

He tried to speak but couldn’t utter a word. Within seconds, he collapsed before everyone, falling into a pool of blood, completely dead.

"Murder... Murder!" Someone cried out, their eyes wide with shock.

"Misunderstanding! It’s all a misunderstanding. We didn’t know beforehand that he would be the building master of the Hundred Flowers Building. Fortunately, the issue was resolved before anything happened. Please let us go, okay?" Scorpion said, his voice trembling with unease.

Taking the opportunity, he also gave a kick to Wen Hongliang’s corpse, desperately trying to distance himself from the dead man. "It’s all this damn guy’s fault!"

"Not one left alive!" Bao Chun commanded, and four shadowy figures quickly weaved through the crowd, unstoppable like flowing water!

In the blink of an eye, everyone was dead.

Bao Chun, Ying Chun, Tan Chun, and Xi Chun left, leaving it to the people from the Hundred Flowers Building who arrived later to clean up and handle the aftermath.

They wouldn’t let go of any factor that might pose a potential threat to Chen Wei.

Chen Wei was unaware of this entire series of events.

To Bao Chun and the others, such trivial matters weren’t worth bothering Chen Wei with.

At that moment, Chen Wei was meeting up with Lin Yibai and Lin Miaoke at the hotel entrance.

Lin Miaoke opened the rear car door and got inside. "I’ve been waiting for you guys so long; I was nearly bored to death."

"Do you guys have anywhere else you want to go? If not, we’ll head back to River City," Chen Wei asked Lin Yibai and Lin Miaoke.

Lin Yibai was the first to speak up. "If possible, I’d like to go to White Elephant Mountain first."

"White Elephant Mountain?" Chen Wei raised an eyebrow, unfamiliar with the term.

"Mhm." Lin Yibai nodded. "After my father died, he was buried there by an old friend. Miaoke and I haven’t been back to see him for a long time. We’d like to take this opportunity to visit his grave."

The atmosphere inside the car immediately became heavy, and Lin Miaoke fell silent too, clearly stirred by unpleasant memories.

"Alright, strap in, we’re heading to White Elephant Mountain."

...

The White Elephant Mountain Cemetery.

Placing a bouquet of flowers they had bought in advance in front of the tombstone, lighting incense, and wiping the dust from the tombstone, Lin Yibai and Lin Miaoke, the two sisters, handled everything with meticulous care.

Chen Wei also placed a bunch of chrysanthemums there.

He then refrained from disturbing Lin Yibai and Lin Miaoke further; it was time for their family.

Chen Wei couldn’t quite fit in just yet. After all, he had never met the man, and to say he felt anything would be pretense.

Perhaps he could show the distant father-in-law, in his own way, that he was determined to take good care of the two sisters in the future.

"You’ve been searching for so long, can you find it or not?"

"President Zhang, please don’t rush me, Feng Shui is not something to be hurried. I’m calculating. I believe the answer will come shortly," the Feng Shui Master in a deep blue robe said, staring at the compass in his hand, while wiping sweat from his forehead.

"Hurry it up! I’ve got a meeting later and don’t have time to keep wasting it here with you!" Zhang Xiong urged.

At the same time, he complained to his secretary beside him, "Who are these people you’re finding? This is what qualifies as a Feng Shui Master?"

The secretary dared not speak, repeatedly bowed his head, showing a look of apology.

Chen Wei had studied Feng Shui for a while, and how to put it, it’s believable, but also not believable.

According to the old saying, it exists if you believe, and it doesn’t if you don’t.

He withdrew his gaze and didn’t linger on them any longer.

However, the three of them were getting closer and closer.

"This is it, no mistake, it’s here!" Then, the Feng Shui Master stopped in his tracks, next to the gravestone of Lin Huayin’s Father.

"President Zhang! This is the place, the treasure land of Feng Shui, if you move your father’s grave here, I guarantee that all your bad luck in the past will be dispelled," the Feng Shui Master assured, slapping his chest with thumping sounds.

Zhang Xiong looked around; the place indeed had a good view.

Then he turned to the secretary beside him, "Contact the families of these gravestones, no matter the cost, we need to get them to move the graves."

"Yes! I’ll have someone handle it right away," the secretary agreed.

After that, Zhang Xiong noticed the presence of Chen Wei, Lin Yibai, and others, so he took the initiative to ask, "Which one of you is the family member of this gravestone?"

"I am. Is there something you need?" Lin Yibai stood up and asked.

"I want to build a grave for my father here and need the space. Could you please name a price to move your grave? Of course, I can also find a more expensive and better burial site for your father. There won’t be any expenses for you; you just need to go there and sign the sales contract when the time comes," Zhang Xiong offered his conditions.

"I appreciate your kind offer, but I have no intention of disturbing my father’s eternal rest," Lin Yibai declined.

Before Zhang Xiong could respond, the Feng Shui Master became anxious, "The rich have their destiny, and the poor have theirs. You show no sign of wealth; such a treasure land of Feng Shui is not for you to enjoy. Forcibly occupying it will only draw adverse fortune upon you! Better move quickly!"

"Heh, utter nonsense," Chen Wei laughed.

At first, Chen Wei thought this Feng Shui Master might have some skills, but when he stated that neither he, Lin Yibai, nor the Lin sisters Miaoke and Yibai had the look of wealth, Chen Wei immediately confirmed that this guy was just a cheater with no real knowledge.

If neither he, Lin Yibai, nor Lin Miaoke had the look of wealth, then Chen Wei was quite curious, what kind of person would have the appearance of wealth?

"You little punk, are you saying I’m talking nonsense?" the Feng Shui Master challenged.

"If not you, who else can I be referring to?" Chen Wei scoffed with disdain.

"Kid, it seems like you know nothing. I am Sheep City’s strongest Feng Shui Master, Li Dongsheng, I even appeared on TV programs. My words are authoritative! If you don’t believe me, take out your phone and do a search, learn a thing or two," the Feng Shui Master boasted about his prowess.

"No need, I can tell what you are at a glance," Chen Wei shook his head, showing no interest whatsoever.

"You!" Li Dongsheng clenched his teeth.

He began to harbor malicious thoughts and addressed Zhang Xiong, "President Zhang, this whole family is born with ill fortune. If tombs connected to them are established here, it will only contaminate the Dragon Vein and cause it to lose its effectiveness. I suggest it’s best to drive them away, even if it requires force."

"Keep looking around to see if there are other Feng Shui treasure spots available," Zhang Xiong said.

"But..."

"I told you to look! I pay you, not for teaching me how to run my business!" Zhang Xiong expressed dissatisfaction.

"Sss!" At once, he clutched his forehead, drew in a breath of cold air, and showed a pained expression.

Seeing this, Li Dongsheng added, "It seems the backlash has already begun. It’s difficult to find a suitable Dragon Vein Feng Shui; it’s something you come across rather than seek out. Even if I do find one, you might not last until then."