I'm Here to Make Tang Shao Look Good

She looked around but couldn’t find the source of the voice.

Yet, this filled her with excitement.

Because today, the truth was about to be revealed!

If the benefactor who had told her all this arrived, she would definitely thank him properly.

Moreover, he had mentioned her brother’s name, which meant he knew her brother.

This made it even easier to track him down!

After the two of them walked inside, Tang Yu leisurely stepped out of the car.

After getting out, he didn’t see Qin Ming but noticed Zhao Gaoshen loitering at the entrance, dressed in a black Tang suit and holding a long pipe.

His attire today gave him a somewhat sage-like aura.

Tang Yu walked over with a smile, patted his shoulder, and called out,

“Uncle Zhao, what brings you here?”

Zhao Gaoshen chuckled and replied in a low voice,

“How could I miss an opportunity to watch a good show and boost your reputation, Young Master Tang?”

After Ye Chen bought the Yin-Yang Fish Jade Talisman, Zhao Gaoshen had been wondering where he would use it.

Later, after receiving news from the Qin family, he finally understood.

It turned out the guy wanted to show off and impress girls at the Qin family!

So, he decided to come and make a grand appearance.

After all, who told that guy to offend Young Master Tang?

“Boost my reputation?”

Tang Yu was a bit puzzled, guessing that Uncle Zhao was here for the Qin family’s billion-yuan reward.

If he could solve the Qin family’s problem, it would indeed bring him face.

So, he gave a thumbs-up and said,

“Alright, then it’s up to you today. Uncle Zhao, you must secure that billion-yuan reward from the Qin family.”

“Easy,” Zhao Gaoshen patted his chest and quickly agreed.

If he succeeded today, the reward would be a billion yuan!

When he mentioned it in the group chat, what would Mr. Wang’s treatment even matter?

He would be the Tang family’s most loyal and capable servant!

Both men harbored their own thoughts and laughed happily at each other.

Qin Ming also ran over.

He had been waiting for Tang Yu at the entrance but suddenly felt a stomachache and went to the restroom.

Seeing Tang Yu laughing, he came over, put his arm around Tang Yu, and asked with a grin,

“Hey, bro, what’s got you so happy?”

“Just thrilled for you! Your family’s problem will definitely be solved today.”

Tang Yu looked at Qin Ming with a meaningful smile.

“Don’t mention it. I’m not sure if this mess can even be fixed. If not, we might as well move.”

Qin Ming sighed, feeling rather pessimistic.

Over the past few days, his family had privately invited several Feng Shui masters to solve the problem.

But none of them succeeded!

One master even vomited blood during a ritual and was still lying in the hospital.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have offered a billion-yuan reward, inviting masters from across the country to gather and see who could resolve this trouble.

“Don’t worry, not only will this be resolved today, but the culprit behind your family’s misfortune will also be revealed.”

Tang Yu said confidently.

Qin Ming was stunned, thinking Tang Yu was joking, and didn’t take it seriously.

As the three walked in together, a group of Feng Shui masters were sitting together, drinking tea and chatting.

They were dressed in various eccentric styles, making it look like a movie set.

To keep a low profile, Tang Yu deliberately took a seat in the corner.

Shortly after he sat down, Qin Pengchi, the head of the Qin family, walked out with several bodyguards.

Everyone stood up to greet him, casting enthusiastic and respectful glances at the wealthy man.

Qin Pengchi nodded in acknowledgment and said,

“Thank you all for gathering here to help my family. As promised, the billion-yuan check is ready.”

“Whoever solves our problem today will receive the check, and that master will forever be an honored guest of the Qin family.”

His words energized the masters, making the billion yuan seem within reach.

“Mr. Qin, rest assured, I will definitely resolve your family’s issue today.”

“A little evil aura is nothing. After I act today, your family’s Feng Shui will be secure for fifty years.”

“Such a trivial matter, I can resolve it with a wave of my hand. Fellow masters, there’s no need to compete with me.”

The masters stepped forward one after another, making declarations.

The room buzzed with chatter, resembling a marketplace.

Then, a middle-aged man in a purple Taoist robe stood up.

He shouted, “Fellow masters, quiet! Listen to me!”

His loud voice instantly silenced the room.

All eyes turned to him.

“Isn’t that Celestial Master Zhao from Dragon Tiger Mountain?”

“Why is he here?”

“Haha, for a billion yuan, you’d go even to Africa.”

People whispered among themselves, their gazes toward Zhao Shizhu tinged with wariness.

Tang Yu also watched Zhao Shizhu with interest.

Having read the original story, he knew this man was the current Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, a figure of considerable power.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be a stepping stone for the protagonist, doomed to be humiliated.

In short, when competing with the Dragon King,

no matter how skilled or experienced you are, even a lifetime of dedication can’t match half a year of the Dragon King’s learning.

“Who’s this old guy? He looks pretty full of himself,” Qin Ming asked curiously.

Zhao Gaoshen quickly answered,

“This is Celestial Master Zhao Shizhu from Dragon Tiger Mountain. See the disciples behind him? One is holding a sword for him—that’s the Celestial Master Sword, said to have been passed down for over four hundred years.”

Qin Ming nodded, not fully understanding these things.

But having someone who looked impressive was good; maybe he could solve their family’s problem.

Zhao Shizhu addressed the crowd,

“Fellow masters, there’s only one reward today.”

“But with so many of us here, we can’t all act at once. How should this reward be divided?”

Everyone pondered this question.

They exchanged glances, but no one offered a suitable answer.

Everyone wanted the money for themselves; who would want to share?

“Therefore, I propose that we decide the reward through a test of skill.”

“I’ll step forward first and accept challenges from all of you.”

“If anyone defeats me, I’ll leave immediately.”

“If no one can, then this reward will be mine.”

Zhao Shizhu looked at everyone with a haughty smile.

His arrogance infuriated the Feng Shui masters.

Those who dared to come today were all experts in the mystical arts!

For him to stand alone and claim to surpass everyone was tantamount to declaring himself the best in the field.

Though Dragon Tiger Mountain held a high status in the mystical community, the others were no pushovers.

Especially with the billion-yuan reward at stake, no one was willing to give it up easily.

“Celestial Master Zhao is quite bold. In that case, I, Song Qingshan, will challenge you first!”

At that moment, Song Qingshan, the head of the Song family, stepped forward!

The Song family was also renowned in the mystical arts, with a heritage of sixty-four mystical coins passed down for centuries, capable of divination and dispelling evil.

Zhao Shizhu didn’t even glance at him, replying indifferently,

“Then please make your move, friend.”

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