"Big brother." Just then, a man in his thirties walked in.
He was none other than Zhou Kunsheng's younger brother, Zhou Minggan.
Over the years, most of the Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce's business has been managed by Zhou Minggan.
In all these years, he had never seen his elder brother treat someone with such great respect, so even though Zhou Kunsheng hadn't asked him to come along, he still came out of curiosity to see what was going on.
When he saw that the person his elder brother was hosting was just a young man in his twenties, his gaze immediately turned somewhat contemptuous.
"Minggan, what brings you here?" Zhou Kunsheng was slightly taken aback, then stood up and said, "Mr. Ye, let me introduce you. This is my younger brother, Zhou Minggan. He is currently managing some of the businesses of the Zhou Family Chamber of Commerce."
“Minggan, this is Mr. Ye, a distinguished guest of Old Master Tang’s residence. He is a true master. You’ve come at the right time. Have a few drinks with Mr. Ye.”
"Mr. Ye, I've heard so much about you. Ever since Old Tang contacted my brother, he's mentioned you all the time." Zhou Ming chuckled and stepped forward, extending his hand to Ye Xingchen.
This guy must be a high achiever. He wears rimless glasses and looks refined, but the ruthlessness and malice deep in his eyes are impossible to hide.
Zhou Minggan's head protrudes at the back; such a person can be described as having a rebellious nature.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou." Ye Xingchen was quite approachable; he extended his hand and shook hands with Zhou Minggan.
Zhou Minggan sat down, trying his best to conceal the slightly sinister look in his eyes behind his rimless glasses, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, you're here in Yun City, so please stay for a few days. If you need anything, just contact me anytime."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou. It's nothing serious," Ye Xingchen said casually.
He was going to Jinluo City, but he couldn't make it public, especially since Zhou Minggan's identity was unknown and he was rebellious. It was best not to let him know his purpose.
“Minggan, Mr. Ye is just here for sightseeing, nothing serious.” Zhou Kunsheng’s success is not only due to his own abilities, but also to his ability to navigate social situations skillfully.
He could tell from Ye Xingchen's words that Ye Xingchen didn't want her secrets to be revealed, so he told his younger brother that Ye Xingchen was there for tourism.
“That’s great. Yun City has a spring-like climate all year round and beautiful scenery. I can find an experienced local guide to show Mr. Ye around.” Zhou Ming said with a dry laugh.
“Alright, let’s talk about this later, Minggan. Mr. Ye is a spiritual practitioner; I just consulted him about my father’s problems,” Zhou Kunsheng said.
"Why ask about him?" Zhou Minggan picked up a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then said calmly, "So many years have passed without any news. He's probably already dead out there."
Zhou Kunsheng frowned slightly. His younger brother was only a month old when his father left.
The two brothers are ten years apart, so it's normal that he has no memory of his father and no feelings for him.
Moreover, due to the sudden disappearance of their father, all the pressure of life fell on their mother, that frail woman, who single-handedly raised the two brothers.
Outsiders can't possibly understand the hardships she endured, and her mother has been gone for ten years. She hardly ever enjoyed a single day of happiness while she was alive.
Therefore, Zhou Minggan was never very happy when his father was mentioned.
"Whether he's alive or dead, we deserve to know," Zhou Kunsheng said. "No matter what, he's still our father..."
Zhou Minggan simply drank his wine, his face grim and silent. Then he looked up at Ye Xingchen and said, "Mr. Ye, do you have any way of finding out whether he is alive or dead?"
"Of course there is a way," Ye Xingchen said. "You two brothers, each take a drop of blood from your fingertip and give it to me."
"Then give me your father's birth date and name."
"Is it really that simple?" Zhou Minggan looked at Ye Xingchen, a strange glint in his eyes.
To be honest, he didn't really believe Ye Xingchen's words, after all, there were too many quack doctors like that these days.
If it weren't for his elder brother treating Ye Xingchen as an honored guest, he probably would have kicked Ye Xingchen out long ago.
"Bring the needles." Zhou Kunsheng was eager to know his father's condition, and he had no doubt about Ye Xingchen's words. He immediately ordered his subordinates to bring the needles and containers.
He pricked his fingertip with a needle and squeezed out a drop of blood into the container.
Zhou Minggan wasn't too keen, but he glanced at Ye Xingchen, seemingly wanting to see if Ye Xingchen had any real talent or ability.
So he picked up the needle, pricked his fingertip as he had done, and squeezed out a drop of blood.
After finding out Zhou Kunsheng's father's birth date and time, Ye Xingchen casually took out a piece of yellow paper, a wolf-hair brush, and a box of cinnabar from his magic ring.
Using the blood of the two brothers mixed with cinnabar, they wrote their father's name and birth date on a piece of paper.
The Xuan Ring in Ye Xingchen's hand was obtained from Yin Lao Er. The function of the Xuan Ring is to contain Sumeru within a mustard seed. It has several cubic meters of space inside. Although it is not large, it is enough to hold some medicines and magical artifacts.
Seeing that Ye Xingchen was dressed in thin clothes and had nothing on him, yet could take out such a thing so easily, Zhou Minggan immediately became interested.
He had a gut feeling that Ye Xingchen was different from the other swindlers he had encountered before; this person might actually have real skills.
"Mr. Ye, how do you intend to find out if my father is alive or dead?" Zhou Minggan asked. "He has been missing for over thirty years, and there has been no news of him since."
“Divination based on the blood of one’s closest relatives is the simplest method,” Ye Xingchen said, having already finished writing down the birth date and time.
He placed the paper with his birth date and time written on it on the table, then formed a hand seal, drew a series of lines in the air, and finally pointed heavily at the yellow paper.
In an instant, spiritual energy filled the air. This was a technique for finding relatives, a minor spell from the Supreme Jade Purity Dao Scripture, which Ye Xingchen had only recently learned.
By mixing the blood of a loved one with cinnabar and writing their birth date and time on paper, one can determine whether the other person's closest relative is still alive.
However, this technique only works on others. He tried to divine his father's life or death, but to no avail, and was almost devoured by an invisible force.
The causal forces at play here are beyond his current ability to resist, so he abandoned the idea of divining his father's life or death.
However, it is still effective for outsiders.
However, as Ye Xingchen formed the hand seal, the yellow paper remained motionless. Ye Xingchen frowned. Had he formed the hand seal incorrectly? Impossible!
"Mr. Ye, is this some kind of ritual?" Zhou Minggan asked, his tone becoming somewhat contemptuous as he watched Ye Xingchen's actions.
Judging from Ye Xingchen's demeanor just now, and with Old Tang's recommendation, he thought Ye Xingchen had some real talent.
But now it's all been exposed, hasn't it? This person, like the previous ones, is nothing but a con artist.
"Shut up, don't disturb Mr. Ye." Zhou Kunsheng's expression changed slightly.
Zhou Minggan wisely shut his mouth, but his face still wore a contemptuous expression.
Ye Xingchen took a deep breath, increased his strength, pointed heavily at the yellow paper, and then shouted, "Rise..."
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