Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 487: The Ancestor Who Is Skilled at Making Money

Chapter 487: Chapter 487: The Ancestor Who Is Skilled at Making Money

This situation was completely unforeseen by Meng Hongyao and Xun Tianhai.

Neither of them had expected Jiangli to be so impolite.

Meng Hongyao knew that although the Xun Family was considered a Xuanmen family, they were not so wealthy that they could easily part with hundreds of thousands at a time.

Her gaze towards Xun Tianhai changed from the previous coldness, adding a touch of pity.

Xun Tianhai, meeting her gaze, felt quite embarrassed. He scratched his face and steeled himself before saying, "It’s nothing... Eight hundred thousand for so many lives, it’s worth it. I’ll give the money to the Abbot later."

Watching Xun Tianhai act the part of a rich man despite not being one, Meng Hongyao merely smiled without speaking, not exposing Xun Tianhai’s precarious dignity.

...

Jiangli had earned another eight hundred thousand, which made her very happy.

The massive debt of over six million was about to be paid off!

Jiangli felt thoroughly delighted, instantly losing all sleepiness.

Her previous gloom and depression vanished as Jiangli glanced at the darkening sky outside the window; it was almost time for dinner.

She simply got up from bed, took out her phone, logged into her forum account, and checked her messages first.

Among the people who had asked for her fortune-telling services, two had provided feedback.

But Yun Xizi had not yet appeared.

However, because the feedback from those two was exactly as Jiangli predicted, her post on the forum once again became popular.

Zhu Ming, who had been following Jiangli’s posts, saw the replies and wore a face full of skepticism and disdain.

He privately thought they must be fake.

Those people were probably Jiangli’s fans to begin with; most likely, they were ringers.

Zhu Ming snorted coldly, not believing in Jiangli’s abilities at all.

Just as he was about to close the thread, a new reply suddenly appeared in the post, with an ID familiar to Zhu Ming—Meng Hongyao.

Seeing Meng Hongyao’s concise and powerful ID, Zhu Ming was taken aback.

Meng Hongyao had learned from Xun Tianhai that Jiangli had registered on the forum, so she came over to show her support and express her gratitude.

In the thread, she replied, "The Abbot’s predictions are always accurate and never fail."

With just a few words, Zhu Ming’s face changed.

Everyone in the association knew that Meng Hongyao was a cold person who didn’t like dealing with outsiders. She was arrogantly aloof and very picky, not even feigning politeness in front of the president.

For her to praise someone was incredibly difficult, as one can imagine.

But there she was, coming out to support Jiangli.

What did this mean?

Was she showing support just for the sake of Xun Tianhai’s face?

Upon this thought, Zhu Ming’s complexion worsened.

His expression became even more gloomy and dejected.

...

When Jiangli saw Meng Hongyao’s reply, she didn’t overthink it, simply taking it as a gesture of gratitude.

She reviewed a few private messages; they were all requests for Talisman Paper.

She sent Xia Xin’s contact information in response, telling those interested in buying Talisman Paper to contact Xia Xin directly.

As for the timing of the lottery draw, it was still in the evening as usual.

At dinnertime, Fu Shiyan came to invite Jiangli for a meal as usual.

H city indeed had plenty of delicious food, and following Fu Shiyan around these past few days had allowed Jiangli to indulge her palate thoroughly.

During the meal, both Jiangli and Fu Shiyan behaved normally, no different from usual.

Duan Jianchuan quietly observed the two, always feeling that something was off.

After the meal, everyone returned to their rooms separately.

Jiangli and Xia Xin went to draw the lottery as usual.

After completing the fortune-telling for the selected names, Xia Xin noticed that Zhu Ming had never shown up.

He didn’t bother to care.

Jiangli didn’t ask about Zhu Ming either. After drawing for the slots, she said to Xia Xin, "Xia Xin, remember to book the tickets, we’re heading back first thing tomorrow."