Chapter 2: Sister, Your Boyfriend Really Did Cheat

  Yao Yao still didn’t realize that her little schemes had already been exposed. But even if she did, she wouldn’t care—after all, the other party would e begging sooner or ter.

  The yin energy around her was so heavy that it could almost be described as an unending, life-or-death grudge!

  Her talisman could save her life, but it couldn’t kill the powerful vengeful spirit that had bee a formidable force.

  Still, the more vicious it was, the better!

  The deeper the cultivation, the more fragrant the spirit!

  She hadn’t tasted the fvor of evil spirits for so long!

  Ba the mountains, there were old Taoist priests and aor statues to keep the spirits in cheo reckless ghost would dare to cause trouble.

  Even if one did, she wouldn’t be able to enjoy the hot meal, because it would definitely be taken by the old Taoist priest.

  That was the first time she had gone down the mountain with the old Taoist to hunt ghosts. She was fast and ended up eating an arm.

  Sihen, she couldn’t fet that taste.

  As Yao Yao drooled with hunger, her steps didn’t slow, and soon she found the person she was looking for.

  But the situation seemed a bit different from what she expected...

  "Good for you, you swindler! You actually said my boyfriend only stayed with me for my money. If he really wanted money, why wouldn’t he use the card I gave him?"

  "Good thing I didn’t listen to your snders! You nearly ruined my retionship. This ’t go unpunished! Smash his stall, then break his legs!"

  A woman, around thirty, stood beh a pedestrian bridge at a fortuelling stall.

  She was strikingly beautiful, wearing a fiery red dress, with slightly wavy long hair, lookira eye-catg.

  Behiood three rge bodyguards, and as she finished speaking, the bodyguards immediately charged forward.

  "Crash!"

  The first bodyguard kicked over the fortuelling stall, sending red slips of paper flying everywhere.

  "God help me!"

  The stall owner, seeing things were serious, quickly tried to slip away.

  He was as thin as a bamboo pole, his robe hanging loosely like it was drying on a rod rather than worn. His face was rat-like, with thin eyebrows and a mustache.

  inally a shrewd, slippery man, he now had a look of panic.

  This woma business!

  Qing Yun never imagihat his ambiguous words, prompted by the woman's suspis, would lead to this. He had been successful with vague fortuelling in the past, after all, women had an uny ability to sense iy—almost never wrong.

  However, he had uimated this woman, who turned out to be a love-struck fool.

  Easily charmed by a man, she turned all her fury on him.

  What bad luck.

  Looking at the broken stall, Qing Yun's heart bled, but there was nothing he could do. They had the numbers; saving his legs was the priority.

  If they caught him, it would all be over.

  The woman seemed to have predicted his attempt to trick his way out, as all the bodyguards were quid nimble.

  With several burly men surrounding him, Qing Yun was soon outmatched.

  "Master, Master, let's talk! If you think my fortuelling is wrong, I refund you! There’s o go so far. Spare me, please, show mercy!"

  Pio the ground, Qing Yun was covered in dust, begging in a pleading tone.

  The woman sneered, "Do you think I’m in need of your money?"

  She poi the overturned fg on the ground. "Didn’t you say you’re ho and trustworthy? Well, if you’re a fraud, you should’ve known this would happen."

  "Do it!"

  She coldly anded, and the bodyguards restrained Qing Yun's arms and legs while rabbed wooden sticks.

  The sticks sliced through the air with a sharp whistle, and Qing Yun struggled in vain, his face paling like death.

  At that moment, he deeply regretted not learning real skills from his master. If he had, he wouldn’t be in this mess, being pinned down aen like this.

  Sure enough, swindling a always led to disaster.

  Qing Yun cursed his fate!

  A loud "crack" sounded.

  It was over! He was done for!

  Instinctively, Qing Yun closed his eyes, but after waiting for a long time, the pain never came. fused, he opened his eyes.

  Before he could figure out what had happened, a childlike, melodious voice suddenly rang in his ears.

  "Pretty sister, it’s wrong to break someone's legs!"

  "And my master didn’t make a mistake, either."

  Yao Yao blinked ily at the woman in the red dress, her demeanor sweet and docile.

  However, the woman wasn’t fooled by her act. After all, she had just seetle girl break a bodyguard’s heavy stick with her bare hands.

  Those chubby little hands didn’t seem affected at all!

  The woman furrowed her brow—those weren't hands, they were like iron ptes!

  "This swindler is your master?"

  Yao Yao obediently nodded, "Yes, you ask him if you don’t believe me."

  "Yes... I’m his master!" Qing Yun quickly cried out.

  Of course, he had no choice but to admit it. He didn’t know where this little girl came from, but she was clearly powerful. Now, if he could g to her, maybe he could save his legs. His face was already gone, so what did it matter?

  The woman sized the two of them up, growing cautious. Sihey were from the same sect, this little girl surely wouldn’t stand by while she dealt with the old swindler.

  "Qing Jie, what should we do now?"

  The bodyguards were hesitant, clearly shaken by the earlier dispy.

  The woman, called Qing Jie, motioned for the bodyguards to stay calm. After all, the child was only about three or four years old.

  She didn’t want to make a move unless necessary, but she couldn’t help asking with a furrowed brow, "What did you mean by that just now?"

  Yao Yao noticed the hesitation, her brow rexing as she smiled, revealing two adorable dimples.

  "Didn’t you say that my master made a mistake and that’s why you wao break his legs? But he didn’t make a mistake. Your boyfriend did cheat on you, and you even know the person he cheated with!"

  Qing Jie froze for a moment. She had expected the girl to speak in vague, empty terms, but she was surprisingly accurate, sounding like she actually knew something.

  Her brows knit—could it be that her boyfriend was really cheating?

  Yao Yao, seeing her doubts, tinued, "Big sister, your fate has water in it; you must have been born by the sea."

  Qing Jie’s almond-shaped eyes widened. She was indeed born in a coastal city, her father taking the family there to develop when he was young.

  He was lucky enough to ride the wave of the ei and made a fortune.

  Later, they moved to the capital, a story from many years ago that even she only heard from her elders.

  Yao Yao smiled, "It’s not just that. Pretty sister, your mother passed away early because of illness, and with both Mercury and Mars in the Fifth House, your father remarried retly, didn’t he?"

  Qing Jie’s breath caught. Her mother had passed away when she was six due to illness.

  At only twenty-five, her mother had indeed died young.

  The girl had correctly guessed her coastal roots—it could’ve been a ce, but now she was hitting too close to home.

  But the real shocker was when she mentioned her father remarrying.

  Once she heard that, Qing Jie knew—she had met a true master!

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