Chapter 5: The Wealthy Tian Family (Part 2)

Upon exiting the room, they passed through a magnificent hall and entered a side chamber, where four attendants closed the door behind them. The middle-aged man gestured for Xiao Lei to take a seat, then sighed, revealing the melancholy in his brow, and quietly asked: "May I ask how to address you, young master?"

Xiao Lei immediately assumed an indignant expression and exclaimed, "How outrageous! Is it still possible to force someone into such a situation? This..."

Hmm. The middle-aged man seemed rather indifferent and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao Lei, my name is Tian Zhen. I have a modest reputation in the community, and I believe you have heard of the Tian family's name. To be frank, the situation my family is facing is indeed somewhat peculiar, which is why I invited several esteemed experts from the mystical arts. Unfortunately, heh heh..." At this point, his tone turned somewhat unfriendly: "It is a pity that the esteemed experts have truly disappointed me."

Today, Xiao Lei specially wore a traditional Tang suit to show the shop to that irresponsible old fortune teller—should he really be dressed in a school uniform and wearing Nike shoes while telling fortunes

It is likely that there are no good intentions behind this either

If Tian Jia were to kill a few con artists, it would be as easy as crushing a chick

Tian Zhen sighed, his expression somewhat gloomy, and slowly said: "It is my daughter..." After a pause, he continued: "How about this, sir, please follow me and you will know!"

This matter is somewhat strange, so..." Tian Zhen's tone gradually became serious: "No matter what, you absolutely must not speak of this outside!"

Most of these people do not possess any genuine profound skills; rather, they rely on their eloquence and silver tongues to deceive the foolish men and women, merely to earn some money.

Individuals like Wu Daozi, who engage in fortune-telling, geomancy, and even exorcism, will do anything for profit, having completely crossed the line. Over the years, it is uncertain how many livelihoods they have disrupted, naturally inciting jealousy. These individuals have employed countless overt and covert tactics against him, yet Wu Daozi's skills are exceptional, allowing him to remain unscathed for many years and to build a considerable reputation. Although his peers harbor jealousy, they find themselves powerless, and deep down, they hold a great respect for Wu Daozi's abilities.

Xiao Lei also said nothing, merely listening quietly as he continued to speak

What an evil aura!" Xiao Lei couldn't help but exclaim.

Can we coexist harmoniously? Each profession has its own rules. Although we are all just trying to make a living, the division of labor is clear. You calculate your fortunes, I observe my omens; you handle your feng shui, I ward off my evils. No one encroaches on anyone else's territory, and we mutually respect each other's domains. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a matter of competing for the same livelihood?

After speaking, he made a gesture of invitation and pointed to a side door nearby

Xiao Lei, unhurried, first tidied up his appearance before slowly standing up to face the figure, revealing a lukewarm smile. He spoke gently, saying: "I am Xiao Lei, a disciple under Zhuge. This gentleman has requested your presence."

... ...

With Xiao Lei's outstanding appearance, exuding a certain charm and elegance, one might say he possesses the aura of a person of profound wisdom and enlightenment.

With Xiao Lei's demeanor, smiling neither too warmly nor too coldly, displaying a calm and unhurried expression, exuding an air of composed confidence, that truly embodies the demeanor of a master’s disciple! ... Coupled with his attire ...

Which other family of Tian could it be? In this area, which other family of Tian acts so tyrannically? They said that if things do not go well, we might all end up as collateral damage

Xiao Lei felt a sense of unease in his heart, yet his face remained impassive as he calmly inquired, "What could possibly be troubling Mr. Tian so much?"

Xiao Lei smiled faintly, did not decline, and took the lead in walking out. Behind him, the various con artists in the city could not help but reveal a range of complex expressions; some were gloating, envious of Wu Daozi's long-standing position, while others were filled with hope, wishing that Xiao Lei could truly step in to resolve the dilemma, allowing their master to release everyone.

Xiao Lei felt a tightness in his heart and immediately spoke up: "But those people outside..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lei's expression slightly changed: "Tian family? Could it be that Tian family?"

The old man wore an awkward smile, and everyone in the room seemed at a loss for words

Why do romantic events like heroes saving beauties and bookish girls always happen to me? — Xiao Lei's quote

"Oh, who are you?" The middle-aged man was initially taken aback by Xiao Lei's youth, but then he scrutinized Xiao Lei for a moment, and only then did a hint of satisfaction appear in his eyes. He thought to himself: Those with extraordinary abilities must have extraordinary appearances! Although this young man is indeed young, he seems to possess some skills; I just hope he is not merely a decorative pillow.

"Lower your voice! Lower your voice!" That iron-mouthed person repeatedly whispered, with a bitter smile, "The Tian family is wealthy and powerful, and... heh heh, their influence is intimidating. We, these lonely souls and wild ghosts, cannot afford to provoke them"

Sigh... This matter. It is still that old senior Mo who is the oldest, and surely he is the thickest-skinned old trickster. He was the first to speak: "Xiao Lei, is it true that your uncle is not in the city? Sigh, what are we to do? The host invited us here, but we haven't resolved the issue, and they are keeping us here. If we don't solve it in a day, I fear they won't let us go for another day."

Here, we have invited all the esteemed seniors from our city. What is the matter that is so difficult to resolve? Is it truly the case that your many years of experience cannot solve it?

Just as I was thinking about this, the door opened, and four men in black entered. Immediately, a rough voice shouted: "Which one of you is a disciple of Master Wu Daozi?"

Xiao Lei followed Tian Zhen as he walked over. As soon as he pushed open the door and the book, he was immediately met with a chilling sensation that enveloped his entire body. It felt as if a wave of extreme cold and dampness rushed towards him, nearly drowning all his senses and perceptions. It was as if he had been thrown into icy water in the middle of winter, leaving him thoroughly cold from the inside out, to the point where his heart began to tremble from the chill.

At this point, it is worth mentioning that although Wu Daozi, that old fellow, is a scoundrel, he does possess some skills. However, he does not maintain a harmonious relationship with his peers in the city.

Xiao Lei turned his eyes and smiled, saying: "I am a disciple of Zhuge Liang's divine calculation; you may simply call me Xiao Lei, Mr. Tian."

Tian Zhen raised her eyebrows, and a fierce aura emanated from her, coldly stating: "They would never dare to speak of it!"

He casually gestured to the left and right, and the four attendants behind him stepped aside to open the door. The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "Little Master, please come in. There has been a minor incident at my home, and I kindly ask for your assistance in resolving it. Let us discuss this further outside"

With hurried steps, a robust middle-aged man strode in, his face displaying an urgent expression. This man was tall and wore a dark suit, which appeared to be a high-end item worth at least several thousand yuan. Xiao Lei, who had been getting by with the old con artist, certainly possessed the skill of reading people's expressions and intentions.

His pretentiousness inevitably elicited a measure of admiration from everyone present. Who among them had not spent a lifetime dancing on the edge of a knife? It is well known that in this day and age, when it comes to deception, one's appearance is of utmost importance; after all, packaging is essential.

Seeing the awkward expressions on everyone's faces, Xiao Lei felt a sudden clarity in his heart

He appears quite dignified, embodying the kind of countenance described by the ancients as imposing. However, his brows are furrowed, indicating that he is evidently troubled by some anxiety.

Xiao Leimo remained silent, fully aware of the arrogance of the Tian family. The Tian family is wealthy and powerful, controlling several publicly listed companies, and is rumored to have connections to overseas criminal organizations. It is said that they are even major players in arms smuggling. On ordinary days, even the leaders of several major gangs in the city show deference to the patriarch of the Tian family.

It must be that the owner of this place has encountered some difficult situation, summoning all the renowned experts from the city. However, they were unable to resolve the issue, which is why this group thought of seeking the old scoundrel Wu Daozi.

The middle-aged man's eyes immediately turned over, and upon making contact with that gaze, Xiao Lei felt a slight stir in his heart. This person's gaze was spirited yet contained, with not a trace of hostility revealed, clearly indicating a considerable ability to cultivate one's spirit.

In the northern part of the city, there was a feng shui master named Zhang Tiezui, who was born with a thin face. To maintain his appearance, he deliberately kept a tuft of goatee. He sighed while twisting his beard with two fingers, saying, "Alas, what a pity. There is a tricky matter here. If your uncle Wu Daozi were present, with his formidable powers, he might have found a solution. Why did he have to go wandering today?"