I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 501 - 420 Little Shrimp_2

With that, Xia Liang hung up.

At this moment, Master Tonghui’s expression had changed completely.

"Some people are disrespectful despite their age. Their skills are inferior, yet they remain shamelessly thick-skinned!" Xia Liang let out a cold laugh. "I wonder if that old bag of bones can withstand the Meng Family’s storm once the results are out!"

CLANG!

With a crisp sound, the teacup in Master Tonghui’s hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Xia Liang feigned surprise. "Yo! Master Tonghui, why so nervous? I was talking about the murderer, not you!"

A faint smile played at the corners of Xia Liang’s eyes. However, who among those present wasn’t shrewd? How could they not realize that Xia Liang’s words held a hidden meaning? It was obvious he was hinting at something to Master Tonghui.

At the same time, everyone was puzzled. How did Xia Liang know about this? Could he really perform divination over a great distance? This was an ability none of them had ever seen or even heard of!

Looking at the baffled faces around him, Xia Liang smiled faintly. Of course, he hadn’t figured this out through divination. He had simply used the Eye of the Heavenly Dao when they first met and seen everything Master Tonghui and Lin Quanzi had done.

Feeling uncomfortable under everyone’s scrutiny, Master Tonghui slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Young man, do you think I can’t hear the insinuation in your words?"

"Insinuation?" Xia Liang was slightly taken aback. "I’m not insinuating anything. I’m simply stating an objective fact." As he spoke, his expression turned grim. "Master Tonghui, I’ve been tolerating you out of respect for your age, but don’t push your luck!"

A smirk appeared on Xia Liang’s lips. "Don’t force this Heavenly Master to cast a divination and expose all your dirty secrets. If that happens, there will be no turning back."

Hearing this, Master Tonghui’s face twisted into a sneer. Even Lin Quanzi and the other fortune tellers shook their heads with a smile. In their eyes, Xia Liang was still far too young.

Only Master Ruoshan’s expression flickered. His lips parted, but he said nothing. He knew. Xia Liang truly had that ability. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"A newborn calf really doesn’t fear the tiger. To make such a boast at your age..." Master Tonghui’s face was cold as frost. "Which of us hasn’t been branded by celestial incense? Our fates have long been filled with variables, making them impossible to measure. You’re spewing utter nonsense!"

With that, Tonghui turned to Xue Ren. "Boss Xue, I think this boy is just a charlatan! Please have him thrown out!"

Xue Ren waved his hand. Although he knew little about the ways of Taoist arts, his instincts told him one thing: Xia Liang was unfathomable. After all, among everyone present, only Xia Liang had been able to discern the Feng Shui layout of the place.

With this in mind, Xue Ren smiled and said, "I don’t understand the rules of your arts, but I would very much like to see how Master Xia Tian performs a divination for Master Tonghui."

Upon hearing this, Tonghui was utterly mortified.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

Xia Liang clapped his hands and roared with laughter. "Master Tonghui, does your face sting?" He then eyed Tonghui with a grin, making the older man squirm uncomfortably. "Master Tonghui, since Boss Xue is so insistent, this Heavenly Master won’t be polite!"

Just as Xia Liang was about to speak, Lin Quanzi suddenly shot to his feet. He looked anxious, as if he had just remembered something important.

"Boss Xue, Master Xia Tian, my fellow Daoists." Lin Quanzi gave a slight bow. "I just recalled I have urgent matters to attend to at the Taoist Temple. I’ll be right back!"

"Eh? Don’t go!" Xia Liang said leisurely. "Priest Lin, don’t you want to hear Master Tonghui’s secrets?"

Lin Quanzi forced an awkward laugh. "I’ll be back as soon as I’m done."

Without waiting for anyone to stop him, he fled as if his life depended on it.

As soon as he was out the door, Lin Quanzi began to fret. It seems this Xia Liang really has some skill. From what just happened, he can definitely divine the affairs of us Taoist practitioners. But then again, even my Master can’t do it, so how could someone as young as Xia Liang be capable? Regardless, if I stay here and he sees through me, it will have a huge impact on my Master’s plans. I must get back to the mountain and tell him about this immediately!

Thinking this, Lin Quanzi ran even faster.

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Xia Liang didn’t stop Lin Quanzi from leaving. He could have easily exposed everything Lin Quanzi had done, but he chose not to. Through the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, Xia Liang had already learned a great deal. Lin Quanzi was just a small fry; the real threat was the man behind him, Chen Xuandu. Xia Liang didn’t mind letting out a long line to catch a big fish.

Meanwhile, Master Tonghui stood in the living room, feeling like his guts were twisted with regret. He could neither leave nor stay. He was the main subject, after all. If he left now, it would be an admission of guilt. And to make matters worse... his teammate had just run away. If he ran too, he would be leaving Xia Liang free to spread whatever rumors he wanted.

Thinking this, Tonghui could only try to deceive himself, convincing himself that Xia Liang couldn’t possibly divine the affairs of Taoist practitioners.

Master Tonghui put on a brave face. "Go on, divine. I refuse to believe you can find out anything!"

The other fortune tellers leaned forward in secret anticipation.

"Now, what should I talk about?" Xia Liang rolled his eyes, deliberately building the suspense. When everyone was on the edge of their seats, he slammed his hand on the table. "I’ve got it! Let’s talk about the time you ’consecrated’ that young woman in her twenties!"

"Ah!?" Master Tonghui trembled violently. That single sentence struck him to his very core.

Seeing the look on Master Tonghui’s face, the surrounding fortune tellers were aghast.

"Could it be true? Did Master Xia Tian hit the mark?"

"Can Master Xia Tian really perform divination on Taoist practitioners? No... that can’t be, right?"

"This... This is something that even the great Master Zhang Tian couldn’t do if he were alive today!"

"Everyone, quiet down," Xia Liang said with a soft command. "Do you want to hear the rest of the story or not?"

The previously buzzing crowd of fortune tellers instantly sat up straight, like schoolchildren in a classroom, silently waiting for Xia Liang to continue.

Xia Liang chuckled. "This Heavenly Master has made a little calculation. It seems Master Tonghui has ’consecrated’ more than one young lady!"

Tonghui’s face turned beet red. "You... you’re slandering me!"

The term ’consecration’ sounded esoteric, but everyone present knew its sordid implication as clearly as if looking in a mirror. How could they not understand?

Xia Liang smiled faintly. "Slandering you? Fine, let’s talk about something else." His tone suddenly sharpened. "Master Tonghui, do you still remember the Golden Bowl incident at the Li Secondary Family’s home? I’ve calculated that you’re quite friendly with those ’groundhogs’..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tonghui’s face went white. He stared at Xia Liang, speechless. After all, the ’consecration’ business was a disgrace in their profession. Even if he accused Xia Liang of slander, some people would still have their doubts. But this other matter struck at his deepest secret.

"What’s wrong? Master Tonghui, are you still trying to deny it?" Xia Liang’s eyes were filled with cold mockery.

Tonghui stammered, "You... I..."

Xia Liang gave a wicked grin. "You what? This Heavenly Master has also divined that those people are at the Xihong Express Hotel right now, in room 358. Am I wrong?"

With that, Xia Liang took a small step forward.

In an instant, it was as if Master Tonghui’s soul had left his body. He collapsed into his chair, utterly defeated.

After a long moment, Tonghui finally spoke, his voice hollow. "I never thought... you really could do it. I’ve been beaten..."

With that, he stood up and stumbled out of the room, dazed and disoriented. At this point, even if everyone begged him to stay, he wouldn’t have. For a fortune teller, such deeds were a lifetime of shame that could never be washed away.

No one cared where Tonghui went. The room was filled only with long sighs.

A moment later, Xue Ren cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence. "Master Xia Tian, about this museum of mine..."

However, before he could finish, Xia Liang waved his hand dismissively. "Boss Xue, this museum isn’t so simple to build. You’re in great trouble!"