Chapter 20: Tit For Tat
Zheng Feiyu nodded repeatedly: “Right, Mom and Dad, it’s her.”
Zheng Feiyu said gratefully: “This time, I really owe it to Yuanman. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come back.”
After such a big incident with the Zheng family, Zheng Feiyu contacted his parents immediately after escaping and told them everything truthfully.
At first, they were half-believing and half-doubting, but after they actually found some fingernails engraved with weird runes and bones on the Liu family members, they had to believe it.
Not to mention, their family was in business, so they believed in this aspect.
So when Zheng Feiyu brought the items to Nan Yuanman, they came along. Besides thanking her and giving gifts, they also wanted to build a good relationship with the Jiang family.
It was just that Nan Yuanman’s age was… beyond their expectations.
However, Jiang Danqiu and Zheng Zhenhao were both shrewd people. They suspected but wouldn’t say anything unpleasant.
Jiang Danqiu gratefully handed Nan Yuanman a bulging red envelope: “Thank you, little master, for helping the Zheng family so much. Without you, our Zheng family might have…”
“This red envelope is a small token from us. Please accept it.”
Nan Yuanman touched the bulging red envelope, grinning so wide her eight big teeth were showing: “No problem, no problem.”
“Let’s go.” Nan Yuanman jumped down from the sofa, leading Zheng Feiyu and the others upstairs: “Bring the stuff to my room.”
Zheng Feiyu hurriedly picked up the red cloth bag and followed. Jiang Danqiu and Zheng Zhenhao gave a slightly apologetic smile to the bewildered Butler Li and followed.
Butler Li: “???”
When did Miss Nan get to know the Zheng family members?? And…
Why did the Zheng family members call Miss Nan little master??
Did he miss some key information??
While Butler Li was still confused, Zheng Feiyu’s family had already arrived in Nan Yuanman’s room.
Zheng Feiyu’s family stood in the room full of childish fun, carrying the red cloth bag, feeling a bit at a loss.
Nan Yuanman moved a small round table over and beckoned to Zheng Feiyu: “Come, put the stuff down.”
“Oh, okay.” Zheng Feiyu carefully placed the red cloth on the small round table.
Jiang Danqiu watched Nan Yuanman opening the red cloth and asked hesitantly: “Just… break the formation like this? No need for burning incense, bathing, or lighting incense or anything…?”
“Others might need it, but I don’t.” Nan Yuanman carefully examined the items in the red cloth and answered.
Zhou Ying’s fingernails had been forcibly pulled out, intact in shape, engraved with weird runes that made one feel a chill at first glance.
The bones were taken from Zhou Ying’s skull, the rib closest to the heart, and the sections of bone from the hands and feet closest to the ground, also engraved with weird runes.
The hair looked specially processed, not dry or yellow at all, but strong and black like ink.
Zheng Feiyu had glanced at it hastily before, and now looking again, he couldn’t help feeling a chill. Jiang Danqiu didn’t even dare to look, while Zheng Zhenhao remained relatively calm.
Nan Yuanman took out a copper coin sword from the small cloth bag that was only as long as her forearm, looking particularly small and mini. She stepped forward with her right foot and back with her left, performing the Yu step, murmuring: “Heavenly gate below, great immortal who subdues demons, crush demons and evil… by law and order… invincible in battle, supreme holy power, vast and boundless, urgently obey the Northern Emperor’s decree, break!”
Accompanied by the final clear shout, she thrust the copper coin sword downward heavily.
A flash of golden light passed through the sword tip, suddenly stringing together the three scattered items: hair, fingernails, and bones.
A faint “bang” sound seemed to echo in the air.
The yin energy and grievance covering them were instantly dispelled. A sudden gale arose in the room, blowing so hard that Zheng Feiyu’s family couldn’t open their eyes.
Zheng Feiyu: “!!!”
Nan Yuanman slightly closed her eyes. Whatever suffering Sister Zhou Ying had endured, those people… would suffer the same.
Repay them in their own way!
At the same time.
In a high-end club in S City.
A middle-aged man with a scar on his left eye, looking fierce and vicious, pushed a black leather suitcase to the old man sitting beside him, with a somewhat respectful and flattering expression: “Master Ruan, you are truly divine! With your divination this time, I successfully avoided the ambush by those cops and made a lot of money.”
“This is the commission I prepared for you. Can you help me divine how many undercover agents those cops have placed under me?”
Master Ruan sat upright, maintaining the air of a master, glancing down at the black leather suitcase: “Lai Pi Chen, if you want my help, this money isn’t enough.”
Lai Pi Chen chuckled: “This is just the deposit. I know your rates, and it will definitely satisfy you.”
“By the way, someone told me you set up a fortune-gathering array for the Liu family. Can you make one for me too? Don’t worry, money is no issue!”
Master Ruan snorted lightly, about to speak, when a faint sting suddenly came from his chest.
His expression changed abruptly, a muffled groan from his throat, and he clutched his stinging chest.
The next second, the pain spread rapidly through his body like a spider web. Master Ruan spat out a mouthful of blood, his body slumping onto the sofa, unable to move.
His face was filled with shock and anger. What was happening? How was the yin object technique he placed on the Liu family members broken?! Who broke it? Did someone from Sanqing Temple make a move??
Lai Pi Chen was also startled: “Master Ruan, are you okay? Why are you spitting blood??”
“I’m fine… wah!” Master Ruan coughed twice, about to speak, but spat out another mouthful of blood.
His eyes bulged in rage. Why was this backlash so ferocious? Even if the yin object technique was broken, he shouldn’t suffer such severe backlash!
Who? Who from Sanqing Temple was it?
A ominous premonition rose in Master Ruan’s heart. He struggled to lift his spasming, trembling hand and arduously took a small wooden puppet from his pocket.
Just as he was about to cast a substitute technique, intense pain suddenly came from his limbs, as if someone was nailing nails into them.
Not just his limbs, he could feel insects crawling slowly in his throat, and his skin and flesh slowly separating, as if… someone was peeling his skin.
Master Ruan: “!!”
He struggled violently on the chair. He needed to get back to his house quickly, where he had set up sorcery and bound a little ghost. They, they could help block the backlash!
The moment he left the chair, his skin and flesh weirdly peeled off.
Witnessing this weird and bloody scene, Lai Pi Chen: “!!!”
“Aaaahhh, ghost! Aaaahhh——!!!”
At the same time, the Liu family members in the police station, who had once absorbed Zhou Ying’s fortune to nourish themselves, suddenly fell to the ground, letting out waves of wails.
Liu Hanfei, who was in the hospital receiving first aid, had his skin and flesh peeling off weirdly, with dense marks of iron nails on his limbs.
In the end, he breathed his last in endless pain…
…
Jiang family villa.
Zheng Feiyu’s family slowly opened their eyes. Jiang Danqiu felt the temperature in the room gradually warming up, looked at Nan Yuanman, and hesitantly asked with lingering fear: “Um… little master, is it resolved?”
“It’s resolved.” Nan Yuanman put away the copper coin sword, carefully wrapped the items in the red cloth, and handed it to Zheng Feiyu: “Take Sister Zhou Ying’s bones back for burial, burn more things for her. Your karma with her is settled.”
“Okay, okay, thank you, Yuanman.” Zheng Feiyu carefully took it. After what Nan Yuanman had just shown, he was completely convinced.
Jiang Danqiu’s eyes lit up, smiling as she handed her business card to Nan Yuanman: “Yuanman, can I call you Yuanman? This is my business card with my contact information. If you want to go out and play, you can find me. I’ll take you around S City.”
Zheng Feiyu twitched his mouth: “…Mom, that’s enough.”
She had just called her little master, now directly Yuanman. Her intention to latch onto a powerful connection was too obvious.
Nan Yuanman blinked her eyes and accepted Jiang Danqiu’s business card. Zheng Zhenhao coughed lightly and handed his own: “And mine…”
Zheng Feiyu: “…”
Couldn’t bear to watch.
In the end, Nan Yuanman added Zheng Feiyu’s family’s contact information. After learning she had her own payment account, Zheng Feiyu immediately transferred five hundred thousand in life-saving money.
After all, without her, their losses would have been more than five hundred thousand.
“Yuanman, I’ll take Zhou Ying back first. Call me if you need anything. No matter where Brother Feiyu is, he’ll come back to help you.” After his solemn promise, Zheng Feiyu left the Jiang family with his parents.
With Zhou Ying’s matter resolved, Nan Yuanman happily returned to the living room to wait for Zhang Shimian and the others.
She hadn’t forgotten that Grandpa’s issue wasn’t resolved yet.
