The Wangs Seek Revenge

Rich people tend to be quite superstitious, so they hold Feng Shui masters in high regard.

With this new identity, Ye Chen's status in Suzhou and Hangzhou rose significantly, earning him the title of "Master Ye."

However, when it came to Feng Shui, he did indeed have some skills.

After all, he was the "golden boy" of a trashy novel author, knowing almost everything—except, perhaps, having five "wisdom roots."

"How should I expose this bastard?"

Tang Yu thought to himself as he drove.

Adhering to the principle of "better safe than sorry," Tang Yu decided that confronting Ye Chen directly was not an option.

After some deliberation, he concluded that the only way was to privately inform the Qin family in some manner.

As soon as Tang Yu left, Wang Yixue addressed the Wang family members.

"Elders, please gather at the Wang family ancestral hall. I have something important to discuss with everyone."

"What's going on, little girl? Why do we need to go to the ancestral hall?"

An elderly man with white hair asked in a hoarse voice.

Usually, gathering at the ancestral hall meant a major family matter was at hand.

All eyes turned to Wang Yixue, who seemed serious.

Wang Rulong, feeling guilty, also grew nervous.

He never expected that Jiang Xiaoyue could cure their grandfather's illness.

Didn't she say it was impossible before?

Now that Wang Yixue was calling everyone to the ancestral hall, could it be that she discovered someone had tampered with their grandfather?

However, Wang Rulong wasn't too worried, as he was confident his identity wouldn't be exposed.

Ye Chen had taught him how to use the Gu spell very discreetly, and it would never be detected!

"I need to discuss something that concerns the survival of our family. Please come now."

After saying this, Wang Yixue walked toward the ancestral hall.

The others, sensing the gravity of the situation, followed her with serious expressions, though they were puzzled about what could be so dire.

"It's fine. Even if she discovers something, she has no evidence," Wang Rulong reassured himself silently.

Once everyone arrived at the ancestral hall, an elder spoke up.

"Yixue, everyone is here. What's so urgent? Let's discuss it together and find a solution."

Wang Yixue nodded and, with a cold expression, pointed at Wang Rulong, who was standing at the edge.

"Rulong, come forward and kneel before our ancestors."

The crowd was shocked and looked at Wang Rulong.

Had he committed another serious mistake?

Wang Rulong's mother stepped forward.

"Yixue, what are you doing? Why are you making your brother kneel? Did he offend you in some way?"

Wang Rulong walked over with a bitter smile.

"Yes, sister, is there some misunderstanding?"

"A misunderstanding? Collaborating with outsiders and betraying the family—is that a misunderstanding?"

"The recent partnership with Fars in the new energy project almost caused us heavy losses. And today, someone put a Gu spell on Grandfather—that was you, wasn't it?"

Wang Yixue interrogated Wang Rulong, her gaze piercing.

Wang Rulong turned pale with fear and vigorously shook his head.

"No, sister, you must be mistaken! How could I do such a thing?"

"The Fars partnership was indeed my fault for trusting the wrong person, but how could Grandfather's illness have anything to do with me? Even if I were the most heartless, I wouldn't do something like that."

"Yes, is there some misunderstanding?"

"Yixue, do you have any evidence?"

The others found it hard to believe, as Wang Rulong had always been a model family member.

"I'll bring in a witness."

Wang Yixue clapped her hands.

Soon, two bodyguards brought Li Deshen in from outside.

Visibly terrified, Li Deshen knelt down and explained everything to the family.

This was his only chance for redemption, as Wang Yixue had promised him a way out if he testified.

After Li Deshen finished explaining, both the witness and evidence were clear.

Wang Rulong, pale and desperate, tried to say something, but his father was already furious.

He punched Wang Rulong in the face, knocking him to the ground, then began kicking him violently.

Betraying the family was the ultimate sin in a wealthy clan.

Moreover, Wang Rulong had dared to harm the head of the family, which was a clear death sentence.

Only Wang Rulong's mother cried and tried to stop her husband, while the others coldly watched.

Wang Yixue remained silent until Wang Rulong was nearly beaten to death, then she spoke.

"Enough, Second Uncle. Let's stop here for today. Grandfather's health hasn't recovered yet, so I think we should let him decide what to do with Rulong once he's better."

Wang Rulong's father nodded, feeling utterly defeated.

He never imagined his son could be so foolish.

Given the old man's temper, Wang Rulong's fate was sealed.

"Take him away and lock him up," Wang Yixue ordered the bodyguards, then addressed the family.

"This incident isn't entirely Wang Rulong's fault. He may be foolish, but someone else is far more malicious and must pay for their actions."

"Absolutely, we cannot let this person go unpunished."

"He must pay the price."

The family members unanimously agreed to seek revenge.

Anyone who dared to target the Wang family would face their wrath.

Soon, the Wang family began searching for Ye Chen's whereabouts to plan their retaliation.

Meanwhile, all of the Wang family's businesses launched an all-out attack on the Dragon Morning Group.

...

At the Qin family residence, things were bustling.

Two days earlier, the Qin family had suddenly announced an invitation to Feng Shui masters from all over to solve their family's problems.

The reward? A whopping ten billion yuan!

For these Feng Shui masters, ten billion was an astronomical sum.

Thus, they flocked from across the country, all gathered to tackle the Qin family's crisis.

When Tang Yu arrived, he saw Ye Chen getting out of his car.

Qin Kexin was already waiting for him.

"Miss Qin, how did the amulet work for you?"

Ye Chen asked with a smile as he stepped out.

"It worked very well, so we're counting on you today, Mr. Ye."

Qin Kexin nodded, though her expression was somewhat complicated.

She remembered the thoughts she had heard before.

To verify, she had secretly opened the amulet that morning!

Inside was a hastily scribbled talisman with a dried bloodstain!

[Haha, Qin Kexin must be shocked by the amulet.]

[Luckily, I'm feeling generous today and will kindly expose his true nature later.]

[By the way, where's Qin Ming?]

As she was wondering, that familiar voice echoed in her mind again.

She quickly looked around.

Who could it be?