Chapter 17: Wind Water Artisan Roger

  Xia Mengqiu, are you okay? Yang Aiqian didn't pay attention to the others in the dimly lit room and walked straight to Xia Mengqiu's side after kicking open the door. She helped Xia Mengqiu up with her hand. However, Xia Mengqiu's left cheek was slightly red and swollen, ruining his originally very pure face.

  Yang... Yang Shao? You... how did you end up here? Xia Mengqiu's eyes widened in surprise after getting a clear look at the newcomer, and then her face lit up with joy.

  When a person encounters an acquaintance in a crowded and chaotic place, they will naturally produce a sense of security and dependence.

  [Come with a few brothers to eat, you and Mengtian company's contract should have been signed, how are you still running here?] Yang Aiqian looked at Xia Mengqiu's slightly swollen face, his eyebrows frowned even deeper. In his bones, he had some masculine tendencies, so he was extremely disgusted with the idea of hitting a woman.

  "That's right, Yang Shao, I...I paid a deposit to work here and today was my last day of processing the formalities. Who would have thought that as soon as I finished, these people saw me and insisted that I sing? I said I wouldn't do it anymore, but they didn't listen and dragged me up here by force." Xia Mengqiu pouted her lips and spoke with a hint of grievance.

  What's wrong with you! I'm asking you something, can't you hear?! A young man saw Yang Ai approaching and only spoke to Xia Mengqiu, ignoring him and his friends. Suddenly, his anger intensified, and he kicked Yang Ai forward.

  But before he could even touch the hem of Yang Ai's clothes, a hand had already grabbed his ankle, and then another hand lightly swept across his chest. The young man suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but shiver. Before he could react, his abdomen was heavily punched, and he involuntarily took several steps back, then sat down on the ground with a pale face, vomiting.

  It wasn't Yang Ai who had made the move, if he had done it himself, that person would have been dead or crippled by now. However, he clearly saw that the young man's head originally had a somewhat transparent red aura, but after Roger's hand swept across his chest, it strangely gradually changed from a somewhat transparent red to black.

  Roger, a Feng Shui master.

  The means of the Feng Shui master... are indeed strange, and I don't know what Roger has done, but it's clear that this person won't be able to use it for long before he gets into big trouble. Yang Ai's cultivation had already reached the realm of a first-grade apprentice, so his eyesight was naturally not something that ordinary people could compare with.

  "Wow! This guy actually dares to fight back, brothers let's go together, I'll take responsibility if someone gets killed." It was unclear who shouted this sentence, but the dozen or so young people in the private room immediately picked up the empty wine bottles on the table and charged at Yang Ai, Luo Jie, and Xia Mengqiu.

  "Roger, don't show any mercy to these people, beat them to death for me, as long as no one dies. Yang Aiqian was actually furious a long time ago, this group of ignorant and arrogant bastards, they don't even recognize their own father, that's it, but they still dare to use violence, that's absolutely unforgivable."

  "Alright, big brother, I'll listen," Roger said, his hands tracing mysterious patterns in front of his chest. Then, more than a dozen strange creatures that were invisible to the naked eye flew towards the group of young people and slipped into their minds unnoticed.

  Feng shui is indeed mysterious, and I'll have to study it later. Yang Ai Qian was the only one who could see through everything, he saw that after those tens of strange creatures drilled into the bodies of tens of young people, the different colored auras above their heads changed to black auras in an instant, he knew that was what was called "hui qi".

  Ah——

  With a loud scream, strange things finally started happening.

  Only to see those dozen or so young people suddenly start self-mutilating, they seemed to have lost their minds, the wine bottles in their hands smashed against their companions.

  "Roger, what's going on?" Yang Aiqian asked curiously.

  Big brother, this is a secret technique passed down in my family. Once you're affected by it, you'll be confused and lose your mind, with only the thought of killing in your eyes. Roger replied.

  "Oh, it's so evil?" Yang Aiyue was also shocked by the power of this secret technique.

  "Of course, big brother, this is just the limit of my power. According to the ancestral records of hand-sealing techniques, when this secret art is performed to its extreme, it can confuse and delude all living beings." Roger said.

  "How can you then take this mysterious skill to the extreme?" Yang Aiqian asked.

  "Big brother, only when I have cultivated my Feng Shui skills to the ninth and highest realm can I unleash the Confusion of the Masses." Roger said in a low voice.

  "Confusing the masses? This name is quite majestic, it sounds very impressive." Yang Aiqian said.

  Big brother, I want to ask you for a favor. Roger suddenly became serious.

  "Oh? Tell me, what's going on?" Yang Aiqian also became serious.

  Big brother, I want you to be my master! Roger's words shocked everyone.

  "Follow me as your master? Why?" Yang Ai Xian asked.

  Because I want to learn martial arts.

  Is it just that simple? Yang Ai didn't believe it.

  Big brother, there are some things that shouldn't be said to you, but now that things have come to this point, I have no choice but to say it. Actually, I've long known through feng shui secrets that big brother possesses great luck and opportunities, with an unlimited future. Roger didn't reveal the heavenly mechanism, but instead explained it in a roundabout way to Yang Ai.

  "Oh, is that so? So you had an ulterior motive for approaching me from the start?" Yang Aiqian said in a low voice.

  Big brother, at first, I did have an ulterior motive, but later on, I was genuinely sincere. Roger hastily explained, and his anxious appearance didn't seem fake.

  "Alright, I'm just saying this for the sake of it, but actually, everyone has their own purposes. When we first met, none of us knew each other, and it's only natural that we all had our own goals in gathering together. Not to mention you guys, even I, as the eldest, have my own purpose." Yang Aiqian raised his hand and said.

  Big brother, thank you. You have no idea, I've been afraid to tell you this all along, and it's been weighing on my heart, the feeling is unbearable. Roger said excitedly.

  So you're saying that by following me today, you wanted to find an opportunity to explain things to me? Yang Aiqian suddenly thought of why Roger appeared so timely.

  Yes, big brother! Roger didn't hide anything and told the truth.

  "Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Meng Qiu, let's go." Yang Ai called out to Xia Meng Qiu, who was still shaken by the cruel scene in the private room.

  Having said that, he led the way out of the suite.

  Roger caught up.

  Oh——all right! Xia Mengqiu came back to her senses amidst the shouting, and then followed Roger out.

  Yang Shao, you're here? As soon as he came out of the package room door, he saw a fat man coming towards him, and behind the fat man were several fierce and ferocious big men.

  Pang San, no more nonsense, let's find a quiet place, I have something to say. Yang Aiqian also didn't waste words and spoke directly.

  Got it, Young Master Yang, follow me. Fat Three used to be a small hoodlum.

  Once met Yang Ai Qian, after being taught by Yang Ai Qian, he transformed into the manager of this Fuchun Mountain Water Pavilion.

  A few people came to a private room, only to see that the decoration of the private room was different from other places. The interior design here is much simpler than the previous private room, but it has a different flavor.

  Boss, I don't know what business you have with San Yuan? After everyone sat down, Pang San, the general manager of Fuchun River Water Pavilion, spoke up.

  Yang Aiqian asked, "Is there anything else? I just want to ask you, how much money is left in the company's account now?"

  Boss, there's still over 50 million! Fat Three replied.

  "Oh, how many?" Yang Ai asked in surprise.

  Boss, you don't know that in recent years the social economy has been getting better and better. As soon as people have money, they want to enjoy themselves. Our place has complete entertainment facilities and thoughtful service, so it's naturally booming with business. Talking about the business of Fuchun River Water Pavilion, Manager Pangsan had a proud face.

  "Alright, this money will come in handy. Tomorrow, open an account at Huaxia Construction Bank in my name and transfer all the money into it," Yang Aiqian instructed.

  Got it, boss, I'll go and handle it tomorrow. Fat Three didn't dare disobey Yang Ai's words in the slightest.

  After finishing this matter, Yang Aiqian asked Xia Mengqiu: [Mengqiu, I have something to entrust you with. If someone asks if you came here today, you must say no, do you understand?]

  "Why? All those people know me." Xia Mengqiu said.

  Don't worry about this, I'll take care of it. Yang Aiqian has a way to deal with those dozen or so little guys.