"This book sounds quite profound," Lin Fan and Wang Ying murmured as they walked out. "I'll ask Master about it; perhaps he knows this book."
"Xiao Fan..." Wang Ying gazed at him, her expression filled with grievance.
"What's wrong?" Lin Fan found it inexplicable. "When did you get a Master? Why didn't you tell me?" Wang Ying snorted softly. "Are you hiding many things from me?"
"No!" Lin Fan didn't waste words and directly recounted the story of becoming a disciple. "Sister Yingying, my Master wants to keep me by his side, hoping that one day I can bring the Xing Shi Sect to greater glory." Lin Fan sighed. "But there are too many things here I can't let go of; I can't bear to leave."
Wang Ying's pretty face was flushed, and she smiled sweetly. "Will this delay your future? Your Master thinks so highly of you, and you are definitely an outstanding genius, much better than that Li Yusheng fellow!"
"That's why I told Master that I would build him a villa near Luofeng Mountain. Then he can come here to live out his retirement, and I, his disciple, will take good care of him." Lin Fan's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "However, as a grown man, I'm not good at taking care of people. Sister Yingying, I'll have to trouble you then."
"I refuse!" Wang Ying shot him a look. "I haven't even properly started anything, and you're already asking me to take care of your Master? Do I have to take care of your sister-in-law too?"
Lin Fan scratched his head. "Now that you mention it, it's not impossible."
"How dare you!" Wang Ying exclaimed angrily. "I've never taken care of anyone in my life, Lin Fan, and you treat me like this?"
"Think carefully, my Master is very rich, not just ordinarily rich," Lin Fan reminded her.
"I have money too... How much money does he have?" Joking aside, Wang Ying was still quite concerned about this question. Who would refuse money?
"My Master often does feng shui readings for construction projects, so he gets paid mostly in properties. He has about a hundred or so, all in big cities~" Lin Fan chuckled.
"Ah!" A brilliant light flashed in Wang Ying's beautiful eyes. A hundred houses! And in big cities! How much was that worth? Wang Ying quickly did some calculations. Even a small fraction of it would be enough for her to buy cosmetics, clothes, and bags for a lifetime.
"Alas~ If you're unwilling, I'll think of another way," Lin Fan said deliberately.
"Don't!" "I can!" Wang Ying's attitude changed one hundred and eighty degrees. "Once a master, always a father. Your Master is my Master; taking care of him is my responsibility and obligation."
"Oh, you little moneygrubber!" Lin Fan pinched her pretty cheek. "How can you be like this?"
"What? I'm helping you take care of your Master, and you're laughing at me?" Wang Ying shrank back. "Xiao Fan, I have something else I want to ask you."
"What is it?" "You could clearly defeat Li Yusheng, right? You chose to fight him to a draw because you've taken a liking to his sister?"
"What?" Lin Fan was stunned, his mind going blank. "Speak up? Are you feeling guilty?" Wang Ying said indignantly, "Li Yusheng's sister is young and beautiful, you're tempted..."
"How old is Li Yusheng's sister? You're not afraid of breaking the law, but I am. You really dare to think like that, Xiao Yingying." Lin Fan pinched Wang Ying's cheek again.
"Excuse me, sir, what are you doing?" A young man in a suit rushed over, slapped Lin Fan heavily on the shoulder, and said angrily, "Treating a lady like this, are you even a man?"
"..." Lin Fan was speechless, not knowing what to say, looking embarrassed. Wang Ying, however, became furious. "Get lost! What business is it of yours?"
"You, why are you like this?" The young man was stunned and stood there at a loss.
"My husband and I are deeply in love, it's none of your business!" Wang Ying said proudly, her head held high. With that, she took Lin Fan's arm and walked away.
"Is something wrong with you?" The young man was utterly bewildered, questioning his own existence.
After leaving the hotel, Lin Fan explained the feud between the Li Qi Sect and the Xing Shi Sect. "If I had beaten him, believe me, there would be another match next year. If I won again, the Li Qi Sect would probably start thinking of some underhanded tactics." Lin Fan said earnestly, "To put it simply, the main conflict between the northern and southern factions is money! How could a mere dispute over reputation last for a hundred years?"
He sighed. "Shi Men Town is small, and Yun Qing City isn't big, but look at how the Duan family and Long Yun are fighting." "The Li Qi Sect has more influence now and frequently does business in the north, naturally causing dissatisfaction among the Xing Shi Sect." "The struggle for interests will never end unless one side is completely defeated." He patted Wang Ying's back. "So, do you understand why I chose to draw?"
"I understand!" Wang Ying gave him a charming glare. "You're the best, you win when you want to win, and you draw when you want to draw. The entire feng shui world is your plaything, and no one can do anything to you."
"That's good that you understand," Lin Fan said smugly. "Besides, I'm the disciple of the Northern Association Chairman, how can I associate with people from the Li Qi Sect? Can't you think of something more reliable?"
"So it's my fault then?" Wang Ying pouted her little mouth, huffing.
"Alright, this matter is over, don't bring it up again," Lin Fan said. Suddenly, his phone rang: "Da feng zhi ya zi yo yo de zhuan..." He took out his phone and saw it was his sister-in-law calling, so he immediately answered.
"Xiao Fan, hurry back, something big has happened!"
"What happened?" Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat. He faintly heard someone shouting "Beat them to death" on the other end.
"Someone wants to seal up our medical clinic, and now the villagers are blocking them. More and more people are gathering, and the situation is getting out of control. Hurry back!"
"Okay, okay, sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm coming back right away." Lin Fan hung up the phone, briefly explained, and rushed back to Luofeng Village with Wang Ying. It was already close to dusk.
A Volkswagen Beetle was speeding along. Lin Fan's expression was grim, and he was very anxious. He hadn't expected such a thing to happen at home in less than a day.
"Xiao Fan, don't worry yet," Wang Ying said, driving the car, her expression also gloomy. She opened her mouth several times but swallowed her words. Lin Fan's medical clinic was in a remote village. Even without a medical license, as long as no one reported it, the officials wouldn't intervene. Moreover, his medical skills were superb and widely praised. Who would be bored enough to try and seal it up?
Wang Ying thought of someone. Her ex-husband, Jin Zhe! Thinking back carefully, in the afternoon, a car seemed to have been following them stealthily.
*Smack!* Wang Ying hit the steering wheel heavily.
"Sister Yingying, what's wrong?"