Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 862: Since You Don’t Believe in Evil, Come and See for Yourself if There’s a Puppet

Chapter 862: Chapter 862: Since You Don’t Believe in Evil, Come and See for Yourself if There’s a Puppet

Ke Zhibin’s heart skipped violently upon hearing the words, and he frantically pulled out his phone to call his elder son, who was staying in the hospital by the side of his elderly mother and younger son.

As soon as the call connected, his elder son, Ke Yihui, spoke up in a panicked voice laced with hurried breaths, "Dad, something happened to my little brother! He suddenly started convulsing and stopped breathing; he’s just been rushed to the emergency room for resuscitation!"

Ke Zhibin’s eyes reddened, his gaze fierce, "What happened?!"

Ke Yihui choked up, "I don’t know, the doctors can’t figure out the reason either; he just suddenly fell ill."

Thinking of his elderly mother, who was also in the hospital undergoing numerous tests with no diagnosed cause, Ke Zhibin’s atheism began to waver.

He clenched his phone tightly and said in a deep voice, "I’m coming back now. Don’t go anywhere; just stay in the hospital and keep close watch over your brother and grandma."

"I understand, Dad!"

Ke Zhibin hung up the phone, his anger and worries tumbling out as his gaze intensely fixed on the young girl exuding an extraordinary presence before him.

He was a staunch materialist and had always dismissed any talk of ghosts and spirits.

Qin Ruan smiled calmly, her eyes curved into crescents and twinkling as she sized up Ke Zhibin, whose worldviews were being challenged while standing in front of the kiosk.

"Mr. Ke, it’s better to believe in something rather than not. Do you know the interpretation of this fortune stick?"

Ke Zhibin narrowed his eyes menacingly, "What do you mean?"

"A puppet monster invades the home without reason, causing strange noises and frightening dreams. If you wonder why both people and wealth are blocked, it is because the road in front of your house is uneven." Qin Ruan recited from the stick in her hand, her voice clear and melodic like pearls falling on jade, "Your family is plagued by a puppet monster, causing unrest at home and jeopardizing the lives of your loved ones. If it is not removed, you will never have peace."

Seeing Ke Zhibin’s face growing darker, she shifted her tone, "Mr. Ke, believe it or not, it’s up to you. Whenever you figure it out, you can come to me anytime. As long as anyone in the Ke Family still breathes, I can save them from King Yama’s hands."

She stood up, walked over to Ke Zhibin, and slipped a business card with only a phone number and no name into his jacket pocket, "The price to save four lives of your Ke Family is one hundred million. I await your call at any time.

Of course, if the person is dead, there’s no need to contact me, as I, no matter how capable, cannot bring back a soul marked as deceased in the Book of Life and Death."

Finished speaking, Qin Ruan flicked her fingers that had been handling the business card and strolled away with measured steps.

Ke Zhibin, convinced that there were no ghosts or gods in this world, knew that making money from her would only happen when he was driven into a corner.

Today, her mission was done, and she saw no need to waste any more time here.

Ke Zhibin heard this and laughed scornfully, his belief in mysticism, which had been dubious at best, was now completely shattered.

This girl was not only spouting nonsense but also had the audacity to demand a hundred million right off the bat, making him even more convinced that Qin Ruan was one of the masterminds scheming against him.

Seeing her about to leave, Ke Zhibin rushed forward to grab her arm.

Sensing the unusual presence behind her, Qin Ruan turned around, her gaze cold as she looked at Ke Zhibin. Her entire demeanor, usually mild, turned chillingly cold, exuding a natural frostiness.

The danger in Qin Ruan’s eyes was unmistakable as she stared icily, "Mr. Ke, what are you trying to do?"

Ke Zhibin gritted his teeth and retorted angrily, "Tell me who is behind you, and I’ll let you go."

With his mother and younger son lying in the hospital and his elder son’s life in disarray, how could he let Qin Ruan leave.

Qin Ruan’s gaze settled on Ke Zhibin, her demeanor calm and collected, exuding an intimidating aura that made people apprehensive. The corner of her mouth barely curled up, "You really won’t shed a tear until you see the coffin, will you?"

She was throwing Ke Zhibin’s own words back at him.

Qin Ruan subtly scanned the people around them; Ke Zhibin and his entourage were ostentatious, attracting quite a crowd.

Seeing the situation escalating, she was both annoyed by Ke Zhibin’s obstinacy and admired his firm materialistic conviction.

When Ke Zhibin saw Qin Ruan frowning, thinking she was hesitating, he opened his mouth and said, "My son is still in the hospital, his life hanging by a thread. Just tell me who the mastermind is, and I can give you ten million!"

The standoff between the two charged the surrounding air with tension.

Qin Ruan’s eyelids twitched as she spoke indifferently, "I already told you who the mastermind is. A third party disrupted your marital relationship, your wife betrayed you, leading to a life-or-death legal case."

Ke Zhibin had made up his mind not to believe in such superstitious nonsense and, thinking Qin Ruan was trying to trick him again, swiftly stepped forward and reached out to grab her arm. The moment he touched her clothes, a needle-like pain struck him.

The next instant, his tall figure was repelled by an invisible force.

Ke Zhibin stumbled backward several steps, his quick-witted bodyguard catching him, "Boss!"

"What, what’s going on?" Ke Zhibin stared at Qin Ruan in disbelief.

The bodyguard looked warily at Qin Ruan, his expression darkening. He leaned close to Ke Zhibin’s ear and whispered low, "Boss, even if you are a firm materialist, it doesn’t mean that spirits and gods don’t exist. Some things are as reasonable as the existence of gravity.

I once had the privilege of working for the Nangong Family among the six great Aristocratic Families and was exposed to things outsiders aren’t aware of. The Nangong Family has spent a fortune hiring numerous talented individuals, the sum of which makes the entire capital of Yahuang Entertainment seem trivial in comparison."

"From what I know, the four great families, the six great Aristocratic Families, and even the smaller families below them, all worship Mystic Masters. This is something the upper class families don’t talk about openly. Boss, please be cautious!"

This was the bodyguard’s heartfelt advice to Ke Zhibin, as speaking out such private matters of the great families carried no small risk.

Upon hearing this, veins bulged on Ke Zhibin’s forehead as a tumult arose within him.

Each bodyguard of the Ke Family was rigorously vetted before being trusted with important tasks; he knew this one was a promising candidate, and was aware that he had experience in the Aristocratic Families.

But he had never imagined that the Nangong Family among the six great families had spent a vast fortune on a Mystic Master. Knowing that Yahuang Entertainment’s total assets amounted to tens of billions, one could only imagine the colossal amount the Nangong Family had spent.

Qin Ruan glanced inadvertently and saw Huo Zhi, who had just gotten out of the car and was walking quickly towards them, hand on his lower back.

She raised her hand in a stopping gesture, preventing him from coming closer.

Huo Zhi’s expression was tense, and though he showed disagreement, he stopped in his tracks immediately.

Qin Ruan sighed softly, walked up to Ke Zhibin, and said in a cool tone, "Since you don’t believe in curses, I’ll let you see with your own eyes whether ’Puppets’ exist in this world or not."

As she spoke, she already placed her hand on his forehead.

To convince Ke Zhibin and those he brought with him, this time Qin Ruan didn’t conceal her use of the "Heavenly Eye."

When the Nether Divine Power transferred to Ke Zhibin’s forehead, Mr. Song, Ke Family’s bodyguard, and others saw a bright golden light flash along Qin Ruan’s fingertips.