With Cen Guangan as the last line of defense, Wen Shuting felt a little relieved.
However, all the subsequent unsuccessful attempts still left me feeling disappointed.
She looked at the Feng Shui masters who tried again and again, using all sorts of talismans, gold, water, and magical instruments... all kinds of fancy methods took turns to be used.
As a result, apart from increasing the workload of cleaners, no clues were found.
Instead, two Feng Shui masters were injured—
One person was bounced back by the invisible energy field and hit the wall. The doctor initially diagnosed that his arm was broken and he needed to rest for at least a month.
A man fainted inexplicably in the underground garage, and his body was so cold that people almost thought he was dead.
Fortunately, someone saved him with a magic weapon, but it is said that he was seriously injured.
Wen Shuting looked at these Feng Shui masters. None of them were nameless people in the world. They were all quite famous, otherwise they would not dare to accept her 10 million yuan order.
But until now, no one has found the crux of the problem.
A group of Feng Shui masters went from being confident when they first arrived to being depressed and frustrated now, and they didn't dare to look Wen Shuting in the eye.
"Mr. Wen, your phone number..."
Wen Shuting, who had a headache, waved her hands, indicating that she should not be disturbed by such things at this time.
Then he instructed his subordinates:
"Please ask these masters to leave first, and don't forget the travel expenses."
President Ai nodded in agreement:
"clear."
It doesn't matter if you give up some money, but don't make enemies with the Feng Shui master for no reason.
Mr. Ai took out the red envelopes he had prepared long ago and gave them to these hard-working Feng Shui masters one by one.
In fact, the two injured Feng Shui masters received the biggest red envelopes.
Others had no objection when they saw it.
As for medical expenses, we all understand, we all understand.
but……
"Director Wen."
An old man in white stood up and suddenly spoke.
The old man's surname is Yang. He is a Feng Shui master of the Di Xiang San He School. He usually stays in Hong Kong. He is good at divination of graves and finding dragon points. He is not proficient in these unorthodox ways, but he happened to be in Yanjing recently, so he was invited over.
Master Yang is the one who gives up the fastest among all the Feng Shui masters today, and he also behaves most freely.
Others may try to whitewash it and shirk responsibility by saying that it is not a problem of their own ability.
But Master Yang directly said that he was not well-trained and could only be a bystander today.
At this time, Master Yang refused the red envelope, his eyes bright and curious:
"No need for a red envelope. It's just that I, an old man, have a request."
Wen Shuting glanced sideways:
"oh?"
Master Yang smiled implicitly:
"Director Wen should have invited other masters."
Wen Shuting raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
Just this subtle movement allowed Master Yang to confirm her answer.
He immediately laughed and said:
"No, I see that although Mr. Wen is disappointed, he still seems to have some hope. He must have invited a master who is truly capable of solving this problem to provide support. Let me guess, the person from the Xuanmen sect who has been in Yanjing recently... could it be Master Cen Guangan?"
The other Feng Shui masters were confused until Cen Guangan's name came out of Master Yang's mouth.
They exclaimed:
"Ma Yi Shen Xiang? Is he coming?"
"Even the Xuanmen Patriarch has come out, worthy of being Wen Shuting of the Tianwen Group."
"Can this matter be resolved today?"
“…”
Everyone was talking about it, and most people withdrew their hands from receiving the red envelopes.
These Feng Shui masters usually hang around the powerful and wealthy, and they are not short of tens of thousands of travel expenses. Instead, they are more curious about what will happen if Master Cen takes action to solve the problems that they cannot solve.
Thus, their thoughts were highly consistent with what Master Yang said next -
"So, can we stay and watch the fun, so we can understand why we're going to die?"
Wen Shuting looked at the pairs of eyes that were looking at him eagerly, and did not agree. Instead, he said:
"That depends on what Master Cen wants. He should be here soon."
This sentence is also a disguised acknowledgement of Master Yang's guess.
A group of Feng Shui masters immediately started discussing:
"Can Master Cen solve it? Isn't he good at physiognomy?"
"He was born into the Ma Yi Divine Appearance, but he is not limited to this. Do you really think that the status of the Xuanmen Patriarch was obtained for nothing?"
"Indeed, among the current leaders of the Xuan Sect, the first place naturally belongs to Wuliangshanren, no one would dispute it. As for the second place, I feel that Master Cen and the others are all worthy contenders, and they are equally matched."
“…”
These people kept discussing with each other.
Until Wen Shuting's secretary came and said:
"Master Cen has arrived at the hotel gate."
Wen Shuting nodded to everyone:
"Wait a moment, I'll go greet Master Cen."
Master Yang said hurriedly:
"No! Let's go together!"
Wen Shuting couldn't resist and agreed.
The other Feng Shui masters couldn't contain their curiosity and followed suit.
The welcoming team inexplicably turned into a huge group of more than thirty people, marching towards the gate in a mighty manner.
at this time.
Cen Guangan got out of the car in front of the hotel gate and looked up to see Mr. Ai, the hotel's general manager, warmly welcoming him.
"Master Cen, you are finally here!"
Cen Guangan waved his hand with a smile.
He seems to have a good temper, but in fact his attitude is more aloof and reserved like a master.
However, this alienation disappeared completely when he turned around and faced the carriage:
"Sui Sui, don't sleep anymore, we're here!"
This patient and coaxing tone stunned Mr. Ai and the hotel staff.
They watched Master Cen speak in a friendly and amiable manner like a grandfather next door, and even bend down to pick up someone in the carriage!
"No need, Master Cen, I'll do it."
Another young man's voice stopped him.
Cen Guangan straightened up reluctantly, muttering:
"I'm not too old to hold a child..."
The sound drifted into the ears of Mr. Ai and the others, and they all felt a chill in their hearts.
Then, they saw the other side of the car door open from the inside, and a tall and handsome young man came out holding a little cub as soft and sticky as a white jade dumpling. Their eyes couldn't help but focus on him -
Is the girl sleeping on the young man’s shoulder Master Cen’s granddaughter?
Ling Zhe patted Sui Sui's back gently and said in a whisper:
"Sui Sui, we're here. Didn't you say you wanted to come over and take a look?"
Sui Sui, who was about to fall asleep, made a humming sound, and opened his eyes with a crack, looking very sleepy, obviously not awake yet.
Ling Zhe didn't want to rush her anymore, and continued to pat her back gently to soothe Sui Sui's bad mood after waking up.
Seeing this, Cen Guangan didn't know whether to take Suisui over.
Leading his apprentice, A Cui, who came down from the passenger seat carrying a lot of bags, he nodded to Mr. Ai:
"Go in first."
Mr. Ai put aside his confusion and quickly led Cen Guangan inside.
Ling Zhe, holding Sui Sui, followed slowly behind.
However, the few minutes of delay when getting off the bus was just enough time for Wen Shuting to come over with the huge team.
From a distance——
Majestic and powerful!
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