Zhang Tianle breaks his promise to his deceased master to save his younger martial sister suffering from leukemia, deciding to trade his life for hers by leaving seclusion to tell fortunes and earn...
In the end, he failed to raise his two good-for-nothing sons, but instead raised the younger generation he had high hopes for.
This is precisely what's bothering him now.
His own son was useless, but his junior was too outstanding. However, this junior was not his relative and could leave the group at any time. He really couldn't rest easy if he let him take the helm of the group.
As things stand, he's still here, and this younger man will continue to assist him. He can keep him in check. But once he leaves, he doesn't want to think too deeply about the consequences.
So this is something he's been struggling with for the past few months, but as time goes on, he's feeling increasingly powerless.
We've now reached a point where we have no choice but to make a decision.
He already had the answer in his heart, but now that he had actually reached this point, he was starting to have a problem.
So, through a friend's introduction, I found Zhang Tianle.
Who would have thought that as he grew old, he would hear from his own mouth that his second son was going to die.
"Master, I know you are a truly skilled master. Could you please help me save my second son? If you can save him, I would even be willing to give up my entire company."
Money lost can be earned back.
If you lose your life, you truly lose everything.
"No." Zhang Tianle shook his head: "To be precise, I don't want to save him."
"Why?" Xu Wenhui hurriedly asked, "My second son has always been well-behaved and has never done anything immoral! Master Zhang, he is the kind of person who wouldn't even crush an ant. If you don't want to save me and my eldest son, I don't care, but my second son has really been taking care of his health and hasn't done anything bad. In fact, he often participates in charity and has donated a lot of money to public welfare."
Zhang Tianle lowered his eyes: "Are you so sure your second son is really as obedient and kind as he appears on the surface? Do you know he's also a poison master?"
Xu Wenhui's eyes widened, his hands trembled slightly, and his lips twitched slightly: "Master, you're joking with me, aren't you? My second son is so kind, and he doesn't lack food, clothing, or anything else. He has absolutely no need to take such a risk. So you're joking with me, aren't you?"
He simply couldn't believe that his son—his obedient, sensible second son, who loved to study the strange and unusual, yet wouldn't even dare to step on an ant—was actually a poison master. How could this be?
“You may not believe me, but you can send someone to your second son’s lab to look for it. There are several kilograms of it in his safe.”
Zhang Tianle poured Xu Wenhui a cup of tea.
Xu Wenhui picked up the teacup, and because his hand trembled, a small portion of the tea spilled out.
He muttered to himself, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
But his hands were trembling violently.
Deep down, he actually believed Zhang Tianle's words to some extent.
For no other reason than...
Before coming, he watched many videos about Zhang Tianle's fortune telling and even had someone conduct an on-site investigation. All the people whose fortunes he had told were accurate and had a great reputation.
So he already believed what he said to be true.
As he said "impossible," he looked at Zhang Tianle, only to see Zhang Tianle return his gaze indifferently.
And at that moment he had already taken out his phone: "If you don't believe me, I can call the police. I'll have to call them sooner or later anyway!"
"No!"
Xu Wenhui stood up nervously: "I'll arrange for someone to go and take a look right away! Please, Master, let me see if my son has done such a thing. If he really did, I will personally send him to prison without you having to say anything."
As he spoke, he was met with Zhang Tianle's ambiguous smile, but Zhang Tianle then placed his phone on the table.
Xu Wenhui took out his phone and made a call: "Go to Xiao Hong's lab safe right now and check it."
After Xu Wenhui finished speaking, Zhang Tianle added, "The password is..."
Xu Wenhui glanced at Zhang Tianle.
This is his son's birthday.
He really does have something.
With that thought in mind, I gave the password to the person on the other end of the phone.
"Tell me after you watch the video," Xu Wenhui said into the phone before hanging up.
Shortly after I hung up, the other party called me via WeChat video.
The video call was connected.
A middle-aged woman with broad shoulders and a thick waist appeared in the video.
"Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly interested in the Second Young Master's laboratory? The Second Young Master has always hated it when people go to his laboratory."
Last time, Sister Wen went to the second young master's laboratory and resigned after half a month. She tried to call Sister Wen afterward, but her phone was always switched off. When she went to Sister Wen's house, the neighbors there said that Sister Wen and her family had moved away.
She had a feeling that this matter was mostly related to the second young master.
But she had no evidence.
So when the master asked her to go to the second young master's private laboratory, she felt a tiny bit of resistance.
She doesn't want to become the second Sister Wen.
"Nothing, I just suddenly became curious about what he's been up to lately. He's always been in the lab these past few years, and I'm curious to see what he's come up with. Let's go check it out."
At Xu Wenhui's repeated urging, she finally set off for Xu Wenhui's second son's laboratory.
After she entered the laboratory.
Xu Wenhui placed his phone on the table so that Zhang Tianle could also see the details inside.
The photos taken with the phone show that the laboratory has many cutting-edge experimental instruments, but Zhang Tianle cannot understand those instruments.
"Turn to the right, there's a safe at the far right. Enter the password to open it."
The woman frowned, her bad premonition reaching its peak.
It was clear that her husband hadn't told her, so she could only follow Zhang Tianle's instructions, enter the password, and open the safe.
Several large bags of white powder were placed inside the safe.
Upon seeing the packets of white powder, Xu Wenhui's expression immediately changed.
Zhang Tianle had just said that his son was involved in drug production, and now several large bags of white powder have appeared. This makes him suspicious.
"Huh, why is the second young master keeping so many bags of flour in his safe? Is he doing some kind of experiment?" The middle-aged woman reached out to grab the bags of "flour" with a puzzled look on her face.
"Don't move." Xu Wenhui immediately called out to her anxiously, "Alright, there's nothing more for you to do, go back."
After Xu Wenhui and the other middle-aged women left, the video call ended.
After hanging up the video call, his face was full of conflicted emotions.
Deep down, he was unwilling to admit that his son had been manufacturing drugs.