n whispered, "That fellow smelled bad and looked haggard. He came with a purse and asked for the master of the house… Even my eyesight could tell that something was wrong with that purse, it reeked…"H...What's wrong with these people

I looked at Shen Qingrui, she seemed eager to convey some information to me.

"It's alright, alright," Old Mr. [Name] immediately interrupted. "Your master has already taken a look and knows where the problem lies. Just come up with a solution to appease these villagers' anger, and then you two can go back."

That's what it is.

"Old man, are you holding two hostages to force me to work" I glanced at this cunning fellow.

Mr. Lao smiled wryly and said, "Seeing you say that...I'm also in a difficult position. As a representative, I invited your family, but the results were not satisfactory. My reputation was also damaged. I hope you can understand my situation. As long as this matter is resolved, we are willing to pay the commission with both hands and apologize with gifts. You can ask us to apologize in any way! We only want a peaceful life and to make money honestly!"

I nodded and said, "Yes, earning money safely is better than taking risks. Shen Qingrui, tell me about your situation so I can analyze it..."

Shen Qingrui didn't understand what I meant. I intended for her to say something to make the scene more lively, allowing me to play dumb more convincingly. But she didn't get it—which is understandable, after all, when it comes to social graces, she pales in comparison to me.

At least I know how to suffer losses and won't boast, she can't stand being wronged, she's very proud and arrogant.

He immediately shouted at me, "What's the point of analyzing anything! These villagers are all obsessed with money—"

"What are you saying!" A young man jumped up immediately, looking like he was about to fight, and shouted: "Who doesn't love money You wouldn't come to take on something you can't even do if you didn't love money Stop talking nonsense, don't think that because you're a woman we won't hit you. Keep rambling and I'll rip your clothes off and kick you out, believe me!"

These are all just thugs and hooligans!

I frowned and reached into my bag, quietly opening the wooden box. Xiao Nu immediately floated out from inside.

I caught the young man's eye, and the slave girl knowingly walked over to him.

A kitsune is a kitsune, with supernatural powers to beguile people. The little slave drifted onto that man's body, and who knows what kind of enchantment she cast. Suddenly, the young man's eyes went wide, and he dashed straight into the wall.

Sticking to the wall all over, like they were high on drugs, twisting their S-shaped body and rubbing against the wall with force.

"...What are you flirting about" one of his accomplices reached out and tugged at him, inexplicably.

This is even more exaggerated, he hugged the other person and cried out "oh oh oh oh", accompanied by an S-shaped posture.

"Pfft..." My little Kūn couldn't bear to look at such a spicy scene, he turned his head and chuckled involuntarily.

Shen Qingrui saw Xiaonu and looked at me with some confusion.

I arched an eyebrow at her: "I already suspected something was off about these people. Don't make a fuss."

She raised her hand and rubbed the wallpaper, her emotions slightly subsiding.

"Hey! What did you guys do Why'd he suddenly go crazy!" A little thug yelled at me.

"What did he do We're sitting here talking, who knows why he went crazy" I replied.

"He's fine—"

"Shut up!" Mr. Zhao suddenly shouted.

I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at him. His stern expression only lasted for a moment, then softened as soon as he saw me. He chuckled and said, "Master Shen, as our special advisor, you should know how to handle this sudden outburst of hysteria, right We really need your help. We have important business to attend to, don't let these unruly youngsters waste our time..."

This old fellow, he's not simple at all. Could he have sensed something

I raised my hand, and the little slave immediately loosened his grip on the ruffian. The ruffian's eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth frothing at the corners as he collapsed to the ground unconscious.

This scared the little hoodlums, Damn it! They weren't afraid to fight, but they had no idea how to fight something they couldn't see or touch. They all looked at me like I was a ghost.

"Mr. Zhao, our Shen family may not be a giant in the world, but we have earned a good reputation over many years of hard work in this circle. You kidnapped people from our Shen family, even our manager and heir! This is really embarrassing for us." I said to Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao's face changed color, and he quickly soothed, "No, no, no, I dare not! This is just a temporary measure. The villagers are very angry. If they leave on their own, I'm worried that those reckless youngsters might hurt them. I had no choice but to contact you and ask you to continue sending people to handle this!"

"If you're talking about numbers, my Shen family has over a hundred disciples. There are also over a thousand lay practitioners at home. We've had a good relationship with the officials both publicly and privately for many years. If you really want to force things, I'm afraid you won't gain much." I reminded him.

Mr. Zhao looked confused and a little panicked when I suddenly lashed out at him.

It seems this person doesn't want to make a big deal out of things.

There must be something unknown to outsiders hidden in that dug-out hole.

I saw that he was speechless for a moment. Just scare them a little, so they wouldn't dare to really hurt Shen Qingrui and the Chief Steward. A master might have some ways against inanimate objects, but against living people...they would still be at a disadvantage.

If Miss Shen Qingru were really to be harmed by these hoodlums, the Shen family would become a laughingstock in the circle.

"Let's go. I'm going to take a look at the factory where your accident happened." I stood up.

Shen Qingrui looked at me, hesitating to speak. I whispered to her, "Be careful what you say and do. Outside, it's not like at home where you can yell whatever you want."

She pouted, unwillingly turning her head and letting out a huff.

I looked again at the steward who was wiping his sweat constantly. He lowered his head and, in a respectful manner, admitted his mistake: “I failed to report the situation to the master, which led to this oversight. I will accept any punishment that follows. Please be careful, Master... This place… is not simple!”

He reminded me of something, and I nodded. "You too," I said, "be careful and don't get me into trouble."

The head butler bowed obsequiously.

The old gentleman's gaze towards me had changed. He seemed surprised by the respectful attitude these two people showed me, so when he spoke, his words were no longer insincere flattery but carried seven points of seriousness.

"Head of the Shen Family, then please come with us to see the factory where the incident occurred!"

Factories founded by young people nowadays mostly prioritize practicality and environmental friendliness, and don't pay much attention to Feng Shui. How many young people even know about Feng Shui It's only after a period of experience that they gradually start paying attention to the knowledge passed down by our ancestors.

“Up mountains and down rivers, incurring losses in wealth and misfortune. Wasn't anyone consulted when this factory was built Human life isn't cheap these days. After a few fatalities, years of earnings wouldn't be enough to compensate.” I looked at the mountain direction on the compass and said to Mr. Zhaolao.

"Isn't that right! These youngsters don't know anything! They think they can make money just by relying on manufacturing and e-commerce!"

Jiang Qiyun stood behind me, bending down to whisper in my ear: "There's something inside... don't be startled, you've worked hard to build your image, don't ruin it now."

Don't say I'm so clueless, okay I'm not that bad – you're with me too! With you here, how could I possibly be so jumpy

"You, you're going in!" Old Man Zhao asked me in disbelief.ch have their own spheres of influence. When we meet, we politely exchange greetings to maintain appearances, but if there's a conflict of interest, things usually escalate into unpleasant arguments.I...