Chapter 833 Master Meng's Strength
Li Tianxing let out a cold sneer, glancing provocatively at Chen Xuan.
Having just dismissed Chen Xuan's nonsense, and now hearing the words of the Su family's live-in son-in-law, Li Tianxing felt emboldened.
"Patriarch Li, is that guy talking nonsense? Watch me teach him a good lesson!"
Master Meng still seemed angry about Li Tianxing's earlier words.
Did that guy dare to slander me, Master Meng, thinking I was easy to bully?
"Master Meng, it's this brat."
Li Tianxing smiled sinisterly and pointed at Chen Xuan.
Master Meng turned to look at Chen Xuan, frowning. He sized Chen Xuan up, his frown deepening. "Are you the one questioning me?"
Chen Xuan smiled, "It's not questioning, I'm speaking the truth!"
Master Meng let out a few cold laughs, his posture clearly arrogant. "You brat, so young, you haven't even grown all your hair, and you dare to question me. Who gave you the courage?"
Chen Xuan despised these old fogeys who relied on their age the most. He sneered, "Who says the young are always inferior to the old? If we talk about age, doesn't that mean you're not even as good as a turtle?"
"Good brat, sharp tongue!"
Master Meng was so angered he looked like he was spitting blood. Saying he wasn't as good as a turtle.
"Brat, do you know my name, Master Meng? Do you know the consequences of offending me?" Master Meng said coldly.
"Never heard of it!"
Chen Xuan shook his head.
Master Meng: "..."
It was like hitting cotton with a fist. No matter how powerful you were, they had never heard of you.
"Master Meng, you must teach this guy a good lesson and let him know what true Feng Shui metaphysics is."
Li Tianxing sneered.
"Brat, today I'll let you witness what true Feng Shui metaphysics is!"
"Alright, I'll see if you old geezers have any real skill!" Chen Xuan nodded faintly.
Seeing Chen Xuan's dismissive demeanor, Master Meng resolved to teach this fellow a lesson today.
He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the crowd around him. Suddenly, he saw a fat man, about 1.6 meters tall. He counted on his fingers, muttered something divinely, and his gaze focused. "Sir, I have a question for you."
"Master Meng, please speak!" The fat man quickly cupped his hands.
This was Master Meng, a Feng Shui master. He had to be courteous.
"I just calculated, you've been incredibly lucky recently!"
Master Meng said faintly.
"Master Meng, how did you know?" The fat man's eyes widened, nodding like a bobblehead.
Everyone knew Master Meng had spoken the truth and secretly admired his skill.
Master Meng continued, "As far as I know, your good fortune is because the stocks you bought have soared!"
"How did you know?"
The fat man's eyes widened further, like bells.
"I naturally calculated it."
Master Meng smiled.
This statement caused quite a stir.
Anyone could tell if someone was lucky by their rosy complexion and smiling face; guessing was a high probability. But to mention stocks, that wasn't so simple.
This Master Meng must have real abilities!
"Master Meng, you're too amazing! You even know this! Too amazing!"
The fat man was full of admiration.
The crowd again exclaimed, and many looked at Master Meng with admiration, vowing to seek his fortune-telling later.
"Don't praise me yet. I also noticed your complexion is rosy, but with a hint of black. This is a sign of impending disaster."
Master Meng suddenly changed his tune, causing the fat man's face to change dramatically.
"Master Meng, quickly tell me what's going on!"
Having correctly predicted twice, the fat man was already filled with admiration for Master Meng. Now that he heard of trouble, he naturally had to ask Master Meng.
"If you don't understand, you'll soon be bankrupt!"
Master Meng answered evasively.
"What? How should I solve it?"
This fat man was worth billions and had some experience. If anyone else said this, he wouldn't believe them, but this was Master Meng.
"Your sudden wealth is because the stocks you bought surged, and your impending bankruptcy is because the stocks you bought will crash. If you sell the stocks you bought now, you will overcome this difficulty."
Master Meng said faintly.
"Sell stocks?"
The fat man, a tycoon, hesitated.
Those stocks had been rising for half a month. He had invested all his money. Selling now would be very unwise!
"If you don't believe me, fine. Then wait to go bankrupt."
Master Meng said no more.
The fat man was indecisive. He gritted his teeth, took out his phone, and made a call. He said fiercely, "Sell all my stocks!"
The person on the other end was stunned. The stocks were surging. Selling them now was idiotic!
But the fat man was insistent, and reluctantly, he sold the stocks.
Less than five minutes later, the fat man received a call.
The voice was full of relief after escaping disaster. "Patriarch, you are so wise! Right after you sold those stocks, they began to plummet. Many people couldn't sell in time and were trapped. We not only didn't lose anything but made a large profit!"
Everyone was shocked. They didn't expect Master Meng to be so accurate.
The fat man was so excited he almost jumped when he heard this.
Then, he turned and knelt before Master Meng, kowtowing several times. "Thank you, Master Meng, for saving our family! Thank you!"
"No need for such grand gestures," Master Meng said indifferently, raising his hand.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan couldn't help but look at Master Meng with a little more respect.
Whether it was fortune-telling or face-reading, most Feng Shui masters could only point in a general direction, not truly calculate the cause and effect.
But this Master Meng could deduce that the fat man's good fortune came from stocks and that he was about to be ruined because of stocks. He seemed to have genuine skill.
However, Master Meng had clearly revealed heavenly secrets, and he would likely face divine retribution!
Su Yunxi was unconvinced but also worried about Chen Xuan. She quietly asked Chen Xuan, "Chen Xuan, can you do this?"
Chen Xuan smiled and nodded.
Su Yunxi immediately felt relieved.
"Brat, see? This is a true Feng Shui master!" Master Meng said arrogantly, looking at Chen Xuan with disdain.
Everyone present had witnessed Master Meng's skill and was convinced. Looking at Chen Xuan, they felt even more contemptuous.
How could this guy be compared to Master Meng?
Thus, a wave of people began to buy villas, and in a blink of an eye, all the remaining villas were sold.
"Excellent, excellent! Everyone can go over there to pay!"
Li Tianxing was overjoyed. Chen Xuan had lifted a rock only to drop it on his own feet. He sneered, "Chen Xuan, did you see? This is a true Feng Shui master. You just learned a few tricks online and dared to show off. You even said my villa had bad Feng Shui. It's truly laughable!"
"Brat, are you convinced? If you are, apologize immediately!"
Master Meng stared coldly at Chen Xuan. "I'm not asking you to apologize to me, but to Feng Shui metaphysics! You have insulted Feng Shui metaphysics!"
"Apologize? Truly laughable!"
Chen Xuan smiled dismissively.