I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 511 - 425: Resolution_2

Cha Bin nodded, but then he added, "However, Master Xia Tian, you still shouldn’t use illegal methods."

"Of course not," Xia Tian replied with a mysterious smile.

"Hah? Hahahaha!" Hearing this, Chen Duxuan burst into laughter. "Xia Liang, what can you do to me? The most you can do is call the police for trespassing. I’ll be out in a few days!"

"Oh? Is that so?" A faint smile touched Xia Liang’s lips. "You’ve greatly underestimated the situation."

With a snap of his fingers, a group of Protectors entered and escorted Chen Duxuan and his disciples away.

Given Xia Liang’s current status, attacking him and causing harm was a serious crime. Any excuse would have been enough to have Chen Duxuan executed. Just like that, Xia Liang had eliminated a future threat.

After dealing with Chen Duxuan, Xia Liang finally expressed his gratitude. "Thank you, everyone."

"Master Xia, there’s no need to be so courteous."

"That’s right, we didn’t really help much, did we?"

...

Despite their words, Xia Tian knew he had to show his appreciation.

"Everyone, I have reserved a table at the Qingyun Hotel. I hope you will all honor me with your presence."

At Xia Liang’s invitation, everyone nodded in agreement.

"In that case, it would be rude to refuse."

...

After dinner, Xia Liang returned to the villa to find the bashful Zhou Ruo on the bed, dressed in a nurse’s outfit.

Xia Liang... (One hundred thousand words omitted here.)

...

The next day, quite unusually, Xia Tian didn’t wake up at the crack of dawn. In fact, he didn’t get up until noon. With Xiao Kui handling things in Longhua District, he no longer had to worry and only needed to check in occasionally. After eating, Xia Liang drove off.

After some thought, Xia Liang grabbed his equipment and returned to his spot under the overpass. As soon as he set up, a man’s eyes lit up, and he hurried over. He felt an immense sense of honor, as if he were happier than if he had won some prestigious award.

"Master Xia, hello. My name is Chen Jianhua."

Xia Liang nodded in acknowledgment. "Please, have a seat."

"Thank you, Master Xia."

Propping up his head, Xia Liang was still savoring the memories of the previous day. Boss Chen seemed somewhat constrained and nervous. He showed none of the airs of a powerful boss, speaking cautiously as if terrified of inadvertently offending a person of high stature.

I’m doing a divination now; I can’t be distracted by these thoughts. Xia Liang shook his head, turning his full attention to Chen Jianhua.

Without performing any calculations, Xia Liang read his fortune just by observing his facial features. Chen Jianhua was burly, with a full Celestial Court, a square jaw, thick earlobes, and a high nose bridge—all signs of a man destined for great fortune and eminence. However, at that moment, the energy at his brow was murky and his gaze was scattered. He was also suffering from occasional auditory hallucinations and sudden chills. Furthermore, the color in his Property Palace was dim, suggesting the cause of his troubles lay within his home.

"Boss Chen, is there unrest in your home?"

"Master, you’re truly a Living Immortal! You guessed it right away."

Not a trace of surprise showed on Xia Liang’s face. He picked up a Happy Soda Drink and took a sip. "Looking at your complexion, Boss Chen, I see your breath is short and your luck has been poor recently. You must be frequently startled by evil entities at night, correct?"

At this, Chen Jianhua was utterly convinced. He hadn’t even said a word, yet Xia Liang understood his entire situation. It was as if a Heavenly Master had descended to the mortal world.

"Master, please save me! I beg you, save me!"

"Easy, easy. Take your time and tell me what happened."

"It’s a long story, Master."

Chen Jianhua took a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped the cold sweat from his brow. He glanced around cautiously, like a terrified mouse, his nerves on edge at the slightest sound. He had always been an atheist; if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that ghosts and goblins existed. He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip to calm his nerves, but his hands trembled so violently that tea sloshed over the rim.

Seeing his state, Xia Liang knew the situation was serious, but he didn’t point it out. He remained patient. After all, taking money to solve people’s problems was part of his professional ethics. He had no intention of rushing the man. Instead, he calmly picked up his own teacup.

"Boss Chen, no rush. Speak slowly."

It turned out that a month ago, strange things had begun to happen at the Chen Family Mansion. Every night at midnight, a woman in red would appear in the villa. She was tall with a pale face and fierce fangs, and she would drift aimlessly through the halls. This went on for several days, terrifying everyone in the Chen household and leaving them in a state of chaos.

At this point in his story, Chen Jianhua swallowed hard, his face alternating between pale and flushed with fear. It was the first time in his life he had ever encountered an evil spirit, and the extent of his fright was palpable.

Sitting nearby, Little Liu Lian listened as if it were a ghost story, breaking out into a cold sweat herself.

Chen Jianhua continued, explaining that he had sought out several Maoshan Taoist Priests, but they were all charlatans with no real abilities. Not only did they fail to eliminate the evil spirit, but they also lost their own lives in the process, every one of them dying unexpectedly.

After hearing the story, Xia Liang shook his head. What goes around comes around. Few of those street charlatans have any real skill. It’s no wonder they died when faced with a situation like this.

Xia Liang made a quick calculation with his fingers, then took two yellow talismans from his coat pocket and held them out to Chen Jianhua.

"Boss Chen, I have two Thunder Purple Lightning Talismans here. When you get back, stick one on your bedroom door and the other on your bedroom window."

Hearing this, Chen Jianhua swallowed nervously. "Master, aren’t you coming with me to perform a ritual?"

Xia Liang shook his head.

Looking at the two talismans in his hand, Chen Jianhua was skeptical. He had no confidence they would work. Once bitten, twice shy; the previous Maoshan Taoist Priests had given him a heap of useless talismans, and he was now wary. He stared at Xia Liang blankly, his heart filled with doubt.

"Boss Chen, you should head back for now. I have an important matter to attend to today and cannot leave."

Chen Jianhua looked dejected. I spent so much money just for two talismans? What a huge loss. I have no idea if this Master Xia has any real ability, but it would be too embarrassing to renege on the payment...

"COUGH, COUGH." Xia Liang cleared his throat. "Don’t worry, Boss Chen. I will personally visit you in three days. If I can’t handle the problem, I won’t take a single Yuan."

"Really?"

"Really."

Chen Jianhua was finally reassured. Even if Xia Liang is incompetent, he’ll be the one who dies in the end. At least I won’t be the one getting scammed. He suddenly stood up.

"Master, I’ll head back first, then. I will await your esteemed arrival at my home."

Xia Liang nodded slightly. After bidding farewell to Chen Jianhua, he saw that quite a few people had gathered around. He glanced at the time.

"They should be here by now, right?"

No sooner had Xia Tian finished speaking than five or six rowdy young men appeared. They swaggered in with menacing looks, their attitude exceedingly arrogant.

One of them suddenly bellowed, "Everyone, get out of the way!"

Then, a long-haired young man with tattoos on his face and a fierce glint in his eyes approached. He was a well-known figure in Qingyun City: Wang Kai, a wanted criminal known for drug trafficking. Ruthless and cold-blooded, he wouldn’t flinch at murder. He had evaded police capture multiple times, so his appearance here was quite a surprise.

Wang Kai swaggered over and unceremoniously plopped down in the seat opposite Xia Tian.

Xia Tian couldn’t help but shake his head. Who sent this guy my way? Did they see my other line of work has been slow and decide to deliver a customer right to my doorstep?

"You’re Xia Liang?" Wang Kai asked, his tone dripping with arrogance.