Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 861: I See that You are Engulfed by Dark Evil, I Fear Your Life Won’t Last Long

Chapter 861: Chapter 861: I See that You are Engulfed by Dark Evil, I Fear Your Life Won’t Last Long

Driver Old Liu, fearing the Young Master might truly be in trouble inside, pushed open the car door and rushed into the public restroom.

Inside, the male puppet sensed the approach of a living soul and glared at Ke Yiming with hollow eyes filled with blood: "Heh...heh!"

It sounded like a cold laugh, yet his articulation of words was very strange, carrying a hint of urgency.

The moment Old Liu burst in, the already horrifying face of the male puppet twisted slightly. The wandering soul hovered in midair then vanished in the blink of an eye, the cold air dissipating quickly.

Old Liu saw at first glance the Young Master lying on the ground, embracing a trash bin, covered with scraps of paper, in a rather sorry state.

He stared wide-eyed in shock, "Young Master, what happened to you?"

Looking around at the scene, his mouth opened slightly; a chill ran down his spine and his scalp tingled.

The moderately sized public restroom was in disarray, as if it had been hit by a typhoon, several trash bins knocked over, used toilet paper scattered everywhere.

Most bizarrely, his Young Master was embracing a trash bin, his expensive clothes also stained with several dirty, used tissues.

Old Liu twitched the corner of his mouth, disregarding the odd smell and the filth on Ke Yiming, and rushed forward to shake his body.

Seeing that Ke Yiming had already fainted, oblivious to the world.

Driver Old Liu, sweating profusely, extended his trembling hands to lift the Young Master and rushed out of the restroom.

...

Tonight, the Tongsha Sky Bridge was particularly lively, with luxury cars parked along the roadside.

Not long after one group had left, another number of luxury cars arrived, including two modified fierce-looking Humvees.

Half an hour earlier, Qin Ruan and Mr. Three had dinner inside a car. After receiving a phone call, he had not stayed long before leaving.

She sat listlessly in front of the stall, listening to Old Man Song skillfully persuading and coaxing away six groups of customers.

Only one transaction had been made with those customers; the others, young people curious about the occult, had all been gently persuaded to leave by Old Man Song.

Old Man Song had used quite a bit of effort; after sending off another set of young couples, he picked up the tea cup from the table and took a few long sips.

Before he could strike up conversation with Qin Ruan, his eyes caught sight of a group of people approaching with a menacing air.

At a glance, there were at least seven or eight people, led by a middle-aged man with ordinary features but an aura of stern coldness.

Old Man Song’s face slightly changed. He quickly calculated on his fingers, his expression turning solemn.

He stood up, murmuring, "This is bad!"

Qin Ruan, seeing the leader among the group, a middle-aged man, straightened up despite her boredom. She faced her important guest with a bright, welcoming smile.

This was her second meeting with Ke Zhibin today, and each time his attitude had been unfriendly.

Ke Zhibin stared at Qin Ruan’s clear, smiling eyes. His expression paused slightly. Clearly, he recognized Qin Ruan’s identity as well.

In an instant, his displeasure spread unabated, his eyes growing colder, a tyrannical aura rising.

Ke Zhibin, leading the group, stood in front of Qin Ruan’s stall and threw the divination stick he clenched in his hand onto the table, bursting out with uncontrollable rage, "Was it you who filled my son’s head with nonsense, causing him to lose his senses and get into trouble?"

He didn’t care that Qin Ruan knew Xia Yunchen; he unloaded his fury right from the start.

Qin Ruan glanced at the divination stick Ke Yiming had brought back on the table, lifted her eyelids, and surveyed the heavier dark Evil Qi around Ke Zhibin than at noon.

After a long look, she curled her lips into a light smile, "Sir, I see the dark energy surrounding you; I’m afraid your life won’t last long."

At her words, Ke Zhibin’s expression turned even more terrifying, rage in his eyes as if it could burn Qin Ruan to ashes.

"Nonsense!"

He was not the youngest son, easily brainwashed by a few protective and disordered words.

Qin Ruan spread her hands, revealing a clever and harmless smile, "Every word I spoke to your son was nothing but the truth."

Ke Zhibin clenched his fists, his anger burning fiercer as he growled, "Nonsense!"

Qin Ruan: "Looking at your facial features, your receding chin and low nasal root, and the wrinkled black mole on your marriage palace, these are signs of a troubled relationship, an indication of discord. Mr. Ke, it is easy for a third party to intervene in your marital affairs. The signs I now see in your marriage palace suggest that your wife has already betrayed you and has even been implicated in a homicide case, and this case is not in the Human Realm."

Ke Zhibin slammed his hand down on Qin Ruan’s table, leaning forward, his voice dangerous and deep, "You won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin; young lady, I advise you to confess honestly and drop any tricks."

If it weren’t for so many people watching, he might have flipped her table right then.

Qin Ruan raised her eyebrows indifferently, her pleasant voice slowly saying, "Believe it or not, Mr. Ke could check for himself. With your means, investigating a few things should be quite effortless.

Moreover, you and I have no grievances; deceiving you wouldn’t bring me any benefit. If you found out I tricked you, you’d likely take revenge, which I’m well aware of."

Old Man Song also stepped forward, offering advice for peace, "This restaurant owner should think twice before acting. Some people are not to be offended. There are many people in the Mysterious Studies World, and if you don’t trust young Qin because of her age, it’s perfectly fine to consult another Mystic Master."

Hearing this, Ke Zhibin heard nothing but distortions and bias, scoffing coldly, "When a person dies, they are like a lamp extinguished; those so-called Mystic Masters are just fooling the ignorant. I have never believed in ghosts existing in this world!"

He raised his hand, ordering the people behind him, "Take her away!"

Since she wasn’t confessing honestly, he would take her away for confinement; he had all the time to grind her down.

Qin Ruan’s appearance was too unexpected. His youngest son had an accident just going to the bathroom on his way home and still lay unconscious in a hospital bed.

If he hadn’t heard about the incident at Tongsha Sky Bridge from Old Liu and his younger son’s classmate Dongzi, he wouldn’t have known someone dared to plot against him behind his back.

With his mother lying in hospital and his eldest son and daughter-in-law considering divorce, he had been experiencing one misfortune after another lately; today, his youngest son also had an accident.

To think all of this wasn’t a conspiracy; he wouldn’t have been sitting at the top of the entertainment circle for so many years otherwise.

When Ke Zhibin spoke, several large men with a fierce aura, standing behind him, moved to surround Qin Ruan.

Qin Ruan leaned back on her chair, relaxed and casual, with no trace of fear on her face, even staring at Ke Zhibin with a smile filled with amusement.

Just as the first person reached out to grab her, he was repelled several meters by an invisible force.

This phenomenon was extremely bizarre.

Then came the second person who also was pushed back several steps by the force.

The third, the fourth...

None of them could touch Qin Ruan at all.

Ke Zhibin furrowed his brows, his face darkening as he questioned the bodyguards he brought, "What’s going on here?"

"Boss, I can’t touch her,"

The speaking bodyguard looked terrified, fear evident in his eyes.

Unlike Ke Zhibin, who did not believe in Puppet spirits, he was instead quite convinced of certain things.

Ke Zhibin looked at the other bodyguards and got the same response; none of them could touch Qin Ruan.

His heart tightened, his sinister eyes fixating on Qin Ruan, "Are you behind this?"

Even now, he still thought Qin Ruan was fearless because she had prepared in advance.

Qin Ruan picked up the bamboo fortune stick that Ke Zhibin had thrown on the table, her voice clear and cold, leisurely saying, "Mr. Ke, instead of wasting your time here, why don’t you go home and check on your younger son? His current situation is not good, entwined by a fierce Puppet, seeking the lives of the Ke Family."