I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 543 - 442 Shocking News_2

In front of Xia Liang’s seat sat a single glass filled with wine. Inside it was a small paper figure he had torn out. After struggling for a few moments, the paper figure became thoroughly soaked and began to sink. Its hands, waving weakly in the wine, seemed to fight against its fate. A few seconds later, however, it settled at the bottom of the glass, motionless.

At that moment, Sun Zhihai and the others felt as if they had become that little paper figure. No matter how they struggled, no matter how hard they tried, the only outcome was death. A boundless darkness surged around them, threatening to envelop them completely. Right here, while they were having dinner with him, Xia Liang had decided a man’s fate with a single thought. He had even meticulously arranged the method of death. He had never even seen the murderer, yet he took the man’s life as casually as if sharing a joke.

The gap between Xia Liang and us is as insurmountable as the one between us and that paper figure, Sun Zhihai and the others realized. He can kill a murderer with a single thought. Naturally, he could kill us with a single thought too. To kill without a trace in the blink of an eye... that’s something no mere human can do.

A cold wave of fear washed over them as they recalled how they had doubted—and possibly even offended—Xia Liang just moments ago.

"Master... Master Xia is truly no mortal," Sun Zhihai stammered, his hand trembling as he lifted his glass. "And I... I actually dared to question an immortal!" He then drained the glass in one gulp.

"The murderer is dead. Go handle the scene," Xia Liang said.

Li nodded, but Qiu seemed hesitant, lost in thought.

"Qiu, what’s wrong?" Sun Zhihai asked.

"I think... I need to go to the hospital first." Director Qiu’s complexion still hadn’t improved. After Xia Liang had advised him to get a check-up, knowing his true abilities meant he couldn’t afford to delay a single moment.

Seeing his urgency, Sun Zhihai nodded in understanding.

Just then, Feng Juan, who had left earlier, returned to the table now that Xia Liang was gone.

"Has that fraudster left, Zhihai?"

SLAP!

Before Feng Juan could finish her sentence, Sun Zhihai struck her across the face with all his might. The force of the blow made her spit out a mouthful of blood. Feng Juan stared up at her husband, her eyes wide with confusion and terror. She couldn’t understand why he had suddenly hit her.

"If I ever hear you speak ill of Master Xia again," Sun Zhihai snarled, "I will divorce you!"

「One day later.」

The flight from Qingyun City to Jinhai had landed at Shenhai City International Airport. A black Hongqi sedan had been waiting outside for quite some time, drawing sidelong glances from passersby.

These days, a Hongqi sedan was not something an ordinary family could afford. Furthermore, the car’s license plate had a top-tier serial number, indicating its owner was one of the most powerful figures in Shenhai City.

When the announcement came that the plane from Qingyun City had landed, the driver stepped out of the car to greet his passengers. Anyone with an eye for fashion could tell at a glance that even though he was only a driver, his handmade suit was worth a small fortune and certainly not something an ordinary person could buy.

The surrounding crowd instinctively kept their distance from the Hongqi sedan, though many still watched from afar, curious to see what kind of important person the driver was waiting for.

About ten minutes later, a man and a woman emerged from the airport. They both appeared to be in their early twenties. The woman, Fang Youxue, immediately ducked into the car. Xia Liang, walking behind her, remained unhurried, as if he hadn’t a care in the world.

Once inside the car, Fang Youxue frantically urged the driver to hurry to the hospital, her eyes filled with anxiety. She had been on edge ever since Xia Liang told her that trouble was coming for the Fang Family. When she had asked her father and second uncle about it, they insisted everything was fine. But today, her second uncle had suddenly returned to Jinhai City with her recently recovered third uncle in tow. It was then that she knew something was terribly wrong.

Although the Fangzun Group was a major corporation with interests all over Huaxia, its headquarters and the Fang family estate were in Jinhai City, not Qingyun City. As the head of the southwestern region, her second uncle, Fang Qiu, would normally never leave his post. But this time, he had even brought her third uncle, Fang Tian, back with him. After making some calls, Fang Youxue finally learned the truth: her grandfather was on his deathbed.

A long time ago, her grandfather had been diagnosed with cancer that had metastasized to an untreatable degree. He was only being kept alive by a ventilator. In recent days, the hospital had issued several critical condition notices, but he had pulled through each time. Old Master Fang had deliberately hidden his condition from Fang Youxue, not wanting her to worry or see him in such a state. But now, the truth was out. He had been in a coma for days, and this time, it was feared he would not wake up.

At this thought, tears welled up in Fang Youxue’s eyes. She turned to Xia Liang beside her and asked, her voice trembling, "Can you really save my grandfather?"

"Trust me," Xia Liang replied with a faint smile, offering no further explanation as he turned to gaze out the window. "This time, I’ll not only save Old Master Fang, but I’ll also do your family a great favor."

These days, so many people have been coming to my door that they’ve nearly worn down the threshold. Countless nobles and business tycoons have come seeking divination. This trip to Jinhai City is supposed to be a vacation for me. Even if I just set up a casual stall, it wouldn’t be this hectic. During our last meal, I examined Fang Youxue’s fate for the coming month and saw that the Fang Family was headed for disaster. I also looked into Old Master Fang’s fate and found he only had a few days left. The cancer in his body has spread beyond any hope of conventional treatment. But to me, this is a simple matter. All I need to do is alter Old Master Fang’s fortune for the next month, changing it to ’recovering from a serious illness.’ His condition will naturally improve. I haven’t made the change yet, though. I’m waiting for the right moment. The crisis the Fang Family is facing is about more than just the old man’s health.

「Half an hour later.」

Jinhai City First Hospital. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The moment the car stopped, Fang Youxue threw open the door and sprinted towards the special care ward. Xia Liang, trailing behind her, was in no rush. He ambled up the stairs, choosing them over the crowded elevator.

Fang Youxue arrived at the special care ward well ahead of Xia Liang. Before she could even enter, she overheard her father’s voice from inside.

"Doctor Luo, is there really nothing that can be done?" The speaker was Fang Ding, chairman of the Fangzun Group and Fang Youxue’s father.

"I’m afraid not, Mr. Fang," the doctor replied gravely. "The cancer has spread to an uncontrollable degree. Even the top hospitals abroad would be helpless. And considering Old Master Fang’s advanced age... if he’s taken off the respirator, I fear the end will come quickly." He paused, letting out a long sigh. "I think it would be best to start preparing for his final arrangements."

After delivering the grim news, the doctor quietly exited the room.

Just as the doctor left, Fang Youxue rushed in. She threw herself down by Old Master Fang’s bedside, breaking into bitter sobs. Her father, Fang Ding, was in the room, along with her second and third uncles. Seeing her grief, the three men said nothing.

A short while later, Xia Liang casually strolled into the ward.

"Master Xia, you’ve come," said Fang Qiu, Fang Youxue’s second uncle. Of the three brothers, he was the only one who had met Xia Liang in person.

For a moment, a flicker of hope appeared in Fang Qiu’s eyes, but it died just as quickly. Master Xia’s divination skills are second to none, he thought grimly, but that doesn’t mean he can heal the sick.