Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 223: The Ancestor’s Fate

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: The Ancestor’s Fate

Xia Xin sent Jiangli’s words to Young Master Yao.

Young Master Yao replied with a series of frantic or crying emojis, only able to ask that they ensure the amulet would somehow be in his hands tomorrow, no matter what.

Xia Xin said, "As long as the address you sent is correct and in S city, the courier will be able to deliver it tomorrow."

Young Master Yao replied, "I’m definitely in S city, I’m just out playing for a bit, I’ll go back tonight."

Xia Xin said, "Okay, I’ll send the courier out in a little while."

Thinking of the amulet that would soon be his, Young Master Yao finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Having closed the chat page with Young Master Yao, Xia Xin saw that his private messages had blown up again.

It was from the person who had been asking about the Peach Blossom Talisman earlier; because Xia Xin hadn’t responded, the other party kept persistently asking questions.

Xia Xin sighed and said, "I’m sorry, I was busy just now and didn’t notice. The Peach Blossom Talisman is eleven thousand each, but today there’s a special offer, a bit cheaper at eight thousand each. If you would like to buy one, you can add my V, pay in advance, and then I’ll ship. There are no returns or exchanges after shipment."

The moment the other person heard the price, they became unhappy.

[That’s so expensive, can’t you make it any cheaper? Brother, I’m a high school student, I don’t have that much money.]

Xia Xin laughed, "You’re not a little brother, where did you get that script from? Since you’re a high school student, you should just focus on your studies and not buy a Peach Blossom Talisman."

He really couldn’t believe it, there were all sorts of people online.

Just one look at the person’s profile picture and homepage, it was clear that he was a big and tall man, probably in his thirties.

Still calling himself ’brother’, still claiming to be a high school student...

Xia Xin was at a loss for words.

Seeing Xia Xin’s response, the other party started to curse, "I’m not going to sugarcoat it – you people doing business are so dishonest. A simple talisman costing so much money? I’d give you that much, but can your talisman really guarantee I’ll find a wife?"

Xia Xin didn’t want to waste words with this person and stopped replying altogether.

All sorts of people...

He had said it before; doing business online was not that easy.

But today, he had already sold three talismans, and the speed was quite fast.

Xia Xin felt slightly better, and he vented about it to Jiangli.

Jiangli didn’t care, "No problem, if they don’t sell, it just means fate hasn’t arrived. But now, fate has come knocking."

Xia Xin couldn’t keep up with Jiangli’s fast-thinking mind, "What kind of fate?"

"Go answer the door."

Without answering, Jiangli turned and gestured towards the corner, "Lin Yurong, come over, the matter we’ll be dealing with later has something to do with you."

Xia Xin looked at the corner and saw Lin Yurong curled up in a corner of the side hall.

He hadn’t noticed when Lin Yurong had sneaked over there to hide.

When Boss Cao and his people were here earlier, Lin Yurong had disappeared.

He thought Lin Yurong had gone to some other place.

He didn’t expect her to hide in the corner.

Lin Yurong was quiet the whole time, her presence went completely unnoticed by Xia Xin.

Only after hearing Jiangli’s words did Lin Yurong stand up, still looking timid as if she were always scared of something; she carefully approached Jiangli and her face relaxed a bit.

Xia Xin secretly found it strange.

"I told you to go answer the door, why are you still standing here?" Jiangli turned his head, saw Xia Xin standing still, lifted his right foot, and kicked him over.

Xia Xin staggered from the kick, rubbed his butt, and wailed, "I, I know, I’m going now—"

He dashed outside in a flash.

His mind was still filled with doubts.

No one had knocked on the door, so what was there to answer?

As if to slap Xia Xin’s disbelief in Jiangli’s face, just as he got to the main entrance, the Jiaoyang Temple’s door was knocked upon.

As if someone knew he was coming.

Xia Xin’s mouth twitched, he walked over, opened the door, and saw Shiyan Fu and others standing outside.

The four of them, all lined up neatly.

Xia Xin: "..."

So, this is what the old ancestor meant by fate?