rebirth ghost exorciser
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Director Feng’s office
Only after Sun Su went out did Feng Yuanlin talk to Qi Zhenbai.
“Your health is in such a state, yet you took a trip to Fuzhou?” Feng Yuanlin asked somewhat in reproach and disapproval. “Was Grandpa Qi at ease? Even your brothers and sisters too? Besides, what the hell is there here that’s worth the trip? You could have just made a phone call and sent someone along and I’d have gotten it done for you.”
Qi Zhenbai pulled out the handkerchief on his left chest, folded it neatly, covered his lips, and coughed twice, tugging at his diamond-shaped thin lips, his voice clear and low, “It’s precisely because they’ve been worried and treating me like a fragile piece of porcelain all day that I came out for a breath of fresh air.”
“Here, Wuyi rock tea1, moisten your throat.” Feng Yuanlin brewed a cup of tea and placed it in front of Qi Zhenbai. He held two other cups and put one in front of Zhu Bocheng, and the other to Xu Xudong on his right side. He smiled towards Xu Xudong, who had been standing beside Qi Zhenbai, and said, “Assistant Xu, sit down and have a cup of tea too. Thank you for taking care of Zhenbai these days. His temper isn’t stress-free.”
Assistant Xu showed a polite and gentle smile towards Feng Yuanlin, “Young Master Feng needn’t be polite. Taking care of Young Master Qi is originally my duty.” But instead of sitting down and drinking tea, he remained standing. Feng Yuanlin didn’t mind either.
“Hey, Feng Yuanlin, are you just going to ignore a big, living man like me? If you’re thankful, why not thank me? I’ve even gone all the way to put down my company’s affairs to accompany Zhenbai over here.” Zhu Bocheng grinned cheerfully, “It’s really been so long since I’ve seen you, and you look more and more like those old men playing official. It’s giving me the goosebumps just listening to you.”
“How dare you say that, it’s precisely because you’re here that I’m even more worried,” Feng Yuanlin sneered, “What are you doing here? Aren’t there many beautiful women in the Capital? They aren’t enough to satisfy you?”
“Look at him, Zhenbai. Look at the way he’s been holding a gun and stick between his legs, making me sound degenerate. How many times have I apologized, but he still stabs me as soon as he sees me,” Zhu Bocheng cried out, “Hey, Feng, you’ve been holding onto this one thing for too long. You’re so petty. I’ve apologized for your younger sister, haven’t I?”
Qi Zhenbai’s crystal clear and distinctly bony hand picked up the cup and took a sip to wet his red lips, but he remained impassive. Apparently, he wasn’t surprised to see the steady-looking Feng Yuanlin, when he ran into Zhu Bocheng, and the two childhood friends immediately started bickering with each other unrelentingly.
“My younger sister? You’re less likely to stick gold in my face.” Feng Yuanlin took a sip from his teacup. “Zhenbai is here on business, what have you come here for?”
“Then, you’ve underestimated me too, how could you label me?” Zhu Bocheng grinned widely and cocked his legs, holding up his cup of tea and drinking it all down, “And I’m here on official business, of course.” He drank a cup of tea and felt that it wasn’t enough. He smacked his lips with his tongue and poured himself another cup. He swirled the tiny teacup in his hand and slurred, “What thirst can be quenched with this sort of tiny teacup? Such is art!”
“This is a valuable collection and you’re purely benefiting from Zhenbai’s light. I wouldn’t have taken this tea set out if you had come alone instead.” If Feng Yuanlin wasn’t concerned about his image, he really would have rolled his big eyes, although he also thought that this tiny cup of tea couldn’t quench one’s thirst. Zhu Bocheng was right. Elders would drink big mouthfuls and eat big chunks of meat, but his mouth was still unforgiving.
“Oh, I understand, you’re here to show off your wealth,” Zhu Bocheng grinned with a row of white teeth and an infuriating smile, “I told you that you’re one of those big old men, you weren’t such a sissy before.”
Feng Yuanlin squinted and stared daggers at him, “Who are you calling sissy? Do you want to compare?” His tendons crunched as he moved his wrists around while talking.
Zhu Bocheng instantly went quiet as a mouse and cried inside. A man from the military academy had the nerve to compare with him, an ordinary rich second generation.
Seeing Zhu Bocheng’s response, Feng Yuanlin felt too lazy to bother with him, so he turned to Qi Zhengbai across from him and said, “I will arrange accommodation for you first. Shall I accompany you to visit Elder Lin tomorrow?”
Qi Zhenbai shook his head as his beautiful slender eyes flashed with traces of helplessness, “No need, Bocheng and Xudong will just accompany me.”
Feng Yuanlin was about to say something else, but Qi Zhenbai’s slender eyes, which were as cold as the stars in a winter night, drifted over in a clear and indifferent manner, hiding an irresistible majesty in them. It directly stopped him from saying anything else.
Feng Yuanlin touched his nose and had to shut up so as not to displease Qi Zhenbai.
Under the bridge at Riverside Building
“Little girl, which school are you from? You’ve really got some looks.” Master Yuan to the side had a whole new level of respect for her. He didn’t expect that this delicate girl could tell one lie after another with poise and calm.
“Aye, aye, little girl, your style is really similar to mine back when I was younger,” Master Li also gave a thumbs up. This little girl could fool anyone without blushing or her heart jumping, “If you were a man and a bit more experienced, you’d certainly have a future. But I still can’t figure it out, how could you tell at a glance who was sick from that family? Moreover, you said it like you meant it. It’s as if you weren’t mistaken, and I think they believed it.”
“I saw it through their faces,” Chi Shuyan smiled faintly. The features of the palm and face contained the direction of one’s fortune. She could have a look at the face and palms and roughly gauge misfortunes and fortunes. Fortune-telling and figuring past events weren’t really hard for a Celestial Master like her. What was difficult was calculating the aftermath. She couldn’t guarantee what would happen in someone’s life because there were too many variables in life, and one move could trigger a butterfly effect. But things that would occur soon were still relatively simple.
“Reading someone from his body language, I understand this.” Master Yuan and Master Li nodded inwardly. This line of business was all about understanding the psychology of the customer. Discerning someone’s thoughts from his body language was a fact they’d long known. But this little girl learned it to the point of perfection, so she must have been a real talent. They’d studied so much, yet they’d only acquired superficial knowledge. Sure enough, young people came forth in droves. They were the waves at the back who pushed forward the waves to the front before they would be shot dead on the sandy beach.
They were chatting away when a luxury car came to a screeching halt in front of the fortune tellers’ booths. The eyes of several fortune tellers lit up all at once, clearly thinking that a fat sheep had come to be slaughtered.
A young man dressed in branded casual wear and exuding extravagance rushed out from the Lamborghini luxury car, with anxiety and depression shading his face. He took a few casual glances and headed straight for the nearest, Master Li’s stall. The other fortune-tellers, who saw him walking towards Master Li’s booth, wrung their hands inwardly for a moment.
“This master, I want you to read my fortune.”
Master Li immediately shed off the image of the leisurely old man, chattering just moments ago, straightened his back, put on a profoundly mysterious look on his face, and with a sage-like smile, he stroked his little goatee. “Please have a seat, this poor Daoist has long anticipated the arrival of a noble guest.”
“Little brother, from your physiognomy, you must be from a wealthy family. Your fate couldn’t be spoken and you’ve been smooth sailing in the past, but this year has been a bit rough, it’s your unlucky year!” Master Li was wearing a Daoist robe and looked otherworldly.
Once the young man heard Master Li’s reading, he suddenly stared bug-eyed at him and said, “That’s right, I did get into some trouble recently, what do you think I should do?”