Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

Chapter 15 Expulsion

As if by some curse, the chandelier fell precisely on the middle-aged man.

It was like a preordained fate. Deadly and sudden!

Is this the fate this family must bear for its rise to power?
Something's not right!

Li Yelai, being the unluckiest guy, discovered this danger in advance.

There's nothing he can do; he's such an unlucky guy, even when he's just passing by a pond, he'll worry that a fish might jump out and flick his tail at him.

When he saw the chandelier, he imagined what he would do and how he would try to salvage the situation if it suddenly fell.

Therefore, upon sensing a certain feeling, Li Yelai had already reacted.

The two bodyguards behind Master Wang changed color, and one of them grabbed the middle-aged man and pulled him back with all his might.

The other one was filled with fear and dared not move for a moment.

The immense fear of being killed caused him to abandon his duties as a bodyguard and not risk his life to rescue his employer.

The middle-aged man, known as Master Wang, felt a sudden darkness above his head, and his bodyguards began frantically pulling at him from behind.

He didn't even understand what was happening.

However, in the next instant, he saw a handsome young man in a suit suddenly leap up with a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and kick him with a flying kick.

"Damn it! It's coming for me!" The thought had barely crossed Wang Erye's mind when he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and his body flew into the air, knocking his bodyguards flying along with him.

'Snapped'

Only then did I hear the sound of the chandelier crashing down and the terrified screams of nearby guests.

Li Yelai watched as he kicked Wang Erye away and quickly dodged the falling chandelier, returning to his side.

Cheese glanced around and muttered to himself, "Was that kick a little personal?"

"How could that be? If he dies, our mission will fail," Li Yelai responded cautiously.

If he hadn't kicked Master Wang away, the chandelier would probably have been beheaded.

Such a huge and heavy chandelier would probably be badly damaged if it fell on a psionicist.

“But he’s the son of our sugar daddy.” The detective’s eyes gleamed, clearly indicating that he had activated his ability.

"Then wouldn't he be our peer?" Li Yelai chuckled. "He should thank us."

"Stop fooling around, be careful." Cheese nudged Li Yelai with his elbow.

The scene was somewhat chaotic. As the chandelier suddenly fell, the hall became much darker. Amidst the screams, some people retreated in panic, while others rushed forward nervously.

Many glamorous girls slipped off their high heels, and even dashing young men couldn't hide their panic.

In the dim light, a cacophony of sounds arose.

"Someone's dead! Run!"

"Master Wang has been hit! Call an ambulance immediately!"

"No, Master Wang was kicked away."

"In the end what happened?"

"Don't push me, you scoundrel!"

"Ouch, who took off my shoes?"

"Calm down, don't run!"

Amid the chaos, Li Yelai, the detective, and Cheese calmly observed their surroundings.

“Be careful, he might be a psionicist from the Nether Path,” Cheese whispered. “I didn’t see him.”

“My ‘trace tracking’ didn’t find any traces left behind either,” the detective replied. “If it really is a ghostly path, then the other party must possess at least two abilities: invisibility and teleportation. Otherwise, they would definitely leave traces!”

"Could it be an ability from another path? Divine Protection?" Li Yelai reached behind him with one hand and grasped the jet axe.

“No, if it’s divine intervention, at least we can see the weapons,” Cheese replied.

Everything that just happened seemed to be an accident.

But his misfortune was completely different from Li Yelai's.

According to the official investigation, Li Yelai's misfortune was a combination of many coincidences and accidents.

They were both hit by a chandelier.

The chandelier's mounting point, or even the ceiling, must have developed some subtle problems.

Ultimately, this led to a certain inevitability.

But what just happened was different; someone had directly cut the chandelier, forcing it to fall.

This was a man-made accident!
As psionicists, Li Yelai and the others sensed something was amiss.

Unfortunately, they didn't see this.

"Two abilities. The Netherworld Path of Second Awakening?" The three felt a chill in their hearts. If the assassin was a Netherworld Path of Second Awakening, then this mission would be extremely difficult.

"This time, I'll help you from the shadows," Cheese said in a low voice, then blended into the crowd.

Soon, as more lights came on, the riot gradually subsided.

Some of the guests reverted to their elegant and sophisticated demeanor, as if everything before had been a distorted illusion.

Taking advantage of the commotion, Cheese quietly distanced himself from Li Yelai and the detective.

She couldn't reveal that she was an official clerk.

So he pretended to be frightened and pitiful and blended into the crowd, attracting many young people to offer him comfort and care.

On the other side, bodyguards immediately came to Wang Erye's side, trying to help him up from the ground.

To everyone's surprise, Master Wang's face turned deathly pale, and he said weakly, "Don't move, it's broken, it's broken! Call for help, call for help!"

Soon, more security personnel and private doctors arrived.

There were quite a few security personnel who subtly surrounded Li Yelai and the detective.

Fortunately, Master Wang was still somewhat conscious. After being lifted onto the stretcher, he didn't make things difficult for Li Yelai. Instead, his face was pale as he said, "Young brother, thank you so much for saving my life. I will repay you."

That flying kick just now cracked two of his bones.

Compared to being hit by a chandelier, this is a minor injury.

This still terrified Master Wang. If Li Ye had kicked slightly off-target and hit his chest, the consequences would probably not have been much better than being hit by a chandelier.

The detective replied, "We're just doing our jobs for money."

Their identities as psionicists hired by the old patriarch were accurate in saying that.

But Wang Erye's eyes flashed with surprise and doubt, clearly puzzled by the identities of the two men.

'What? Doesn't this Second Master Wang know that his father has hired a psychic?' Li Yelai thought to himself.

The detective seemed to be deep in thought.

After this incident, the dinner was abruptly ended for safety reasons.

The guests also left one after another.

The cheese that was originally mixed in with the crowd has disappeared without a trace, and no one knows where it has hidden itself.

Li Yelai and the detective were invited to the second floor by the old butler who reappeared.

"Thanks to you, the second young master was saved."

The butler looked at Li Yelai with awe in his eyes at this moment.

He had just witnessed Li Yelai kicking Wang Erye and his bodyguard flying in the second-floor corridor.

"Is this what a psionicist is like?" the old butler thought to himself, gaining a new understanding of the dangers posed by psionicists.

Li Yelai nodded slightly, then picked up his large black umbrella and followed behind the old butler.

Compared to the spacious hall, the second floor was more exquisite and opulent. Every few meters along the walls hung valuable portraits.

Of course, there are also more security forces.

The servants dressed in black who moved through the corridor all had noticeable bulges at their waists.

Good heavens, the Wang family actually has quite a few private armed forces? They really are scavengers after all.

Li Yelai pondered to himself.

A few minutes later, the old butler led the two to the largest room at the back of the second floor.

Several people, men and women, were already seated in the spacious room, a total of four.

Sitting on my left is a young and beautiful girl in her early twenties wearing a white dress.

Sitting in the middle was a frail, white-haired old man.

The old man was wearing a thick nightgown, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

On the right were a middle-aged woman dressed in fine clothes and a young man who resembled Master Wang.

They looked at the girl in the white dress with a mixture of disgust and wariness.

They were the last members of the Wang family.

The old man in the very center is Wang De.

Now nearly ninety years old, he is an elderly man who has lived through a chaotic era.

Although he looked old, you could still tell that he was very healthy.

The girl in the white dress is the daughter of Wang De's eldest son, making her Wang De's granddaughter.

The middle-aged woman was Wang De's third daughter.

That young man was Wang Erye's son.

Apart from the injured Second Master Wang, all other family members, or rather, those qualified to inherit the family business, were present.

After the butler brought Li Yelai and the detective in, Wang De's gaze was immediately fixed on Li Yelai.

To be precise, it was locked onto the black umbrella in Li Yelai's hand.

After a long silence, Wang De chuckled in a hoarse voice, "Young man, you remind me of an old friend."

"You mean this black umbrella?" Li Yelai asked, pointing to the large parasol.

Wang De laughed and said, "Indeed, but his black umbrella is a little smaller. However, I haven't seen him for a very long time."

"Is that old friend the murderer who targeted your family?" Li Yelai asked bluntly.

“Mr. Wang De, I hope you can provide us with more information,” the detective said.

Wang De glanced at the butler and then smiled faintly: "No need, this is no longer any of your business. This is our family matter."

Li Yelai and the detective were stunned, completely bewildered by what had happened.

How can it be irrelevant?

Didn't you, old bastard, hire us at a high price to come to your door?
What, is it over after a door-to-door hiring?

The butler, however, remained silent with his head down.

"Thank you for saving my son, but your mission is now complete. Don't worry, the deposit has been paid. It wasn't a wasted trip for you." Wang Deping said calmly, but his eyes were fixed on the old butler: "Old Huang, you've been with me for thirty years. What, do you no longer recognize me as the head of the family? I'm not dead yet!"

The last few words were laced with anger. A man nearing ninety years old still exuded a terrifying aura of oppression.

"Master, I cannot stand by and watch those children who grew up before my eyes continue to die in vain," the old steward pleaded in a low voice. "Let them investigate; no more deaths are allowed."

After thinking it over, Li Yelai realized what was going on.

The person who actually hired the detective was not the old patriarch.

Was it the old butler himself? Or someone else entirely?
No wonder Master Wang was so surprised when he learned that Li Yelai and the detective had been hired.

Wang De never even considered hiring a psychic!
Even at this moment, even though his son almost died, he still had to hide some secret.

"Don't make things difficult for Uncle Huang. I, Grandpa, am the one who hired them."

At this time, a crisp voice sounded.

The girl in the white dress sitting on the sofa on the left suddenly spoke.

Her long, black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her gaze fell upon the old man: "How long will this curse continue? Wasn't my father's death enough? Grandpa, stop hiding it. Tell us."

The old man looked at the girl with disbelief in his eyes, which then turned fierce as he slammed his fist on the coffee table: "I'm not dead yet! The position of family head isn't in your hands yet! You think you can order me around?"

The old man's threats made the girl in the white dress tremble, and tears welled up in her eyes.

“That’s right, what right do you, a junior, have to make demands of my father?” another woman chimed in.

But the old man roared at him, "Shut up!"

Then, the old man looked at Li Yelai and the detective: "Gentlemen, leave here. Forget all this; this is our family matter! Outsiders have no right to interfere!"

As the old man gave the order, the door behind Li Yelai was opened.

Several bodyguards appeared at the door, watching Li Yelai and the detective warily.

Clearly, if Li Yelai and his group don't leave, things will likely escalate into a very ugly situation.

Li Yelai and the detective frowned; they weren't worried about the bodyguards, but rather about the current situation.

But leaving like this is clearly not the right thing to do.

Li Yelai is an official psychic and a calamity handler.

Now that we have discovered traces of the psionic killer and a certain curse, we can no longer sit idly by.

This is also why the authorities do not refuse to let their staff take on private jobs.

If something related to psionicists or even taboo objects is discovered during a side job.

The problem must be resolved before it escalates.

So, Li Yelai and the detective exchanged a glance.

Both of them stood behind the girl in the dress.

“Since you, Mr. Wang, didn’t hire us, we don’t need to follow your instructions.” The detective smiled and said, “Don’t let my appearance fool you, I have a strong sense of professional ethics.”

This is not a lie. Before becoming a psionicist, the detective was a private investigator, although his main task was to catch mistresses.

But no matter what price the investigated party offered, he would not betray his employer, which truly demonstrates his professional ethics.

Li Yelai thought to himself, but said aloud, "I will follow our employer's arrangements."

Seeing their choice, Wang De sneered: "You don't actually think that two psychics can kill me, do you? Although my Wang family can't compare to those aristocratic families, we are not someone that two mere psychics can shake! When I was slaying monsters in the wilderness, you weren't even born yet!"

The next second, more armed men poured into the room, pointing their rifles at Li Yelai and the detective.

It was as if a single command was given to riddle them with bullets.

"You dare to attack us?" The detective's face darkened; the psychic's barrier could indeed stop bullets.

But with such a massive barrage, the psionic barrier will likely be exhausted very quickly. Then we'll really be dead!
Moreover, the detective even saw a hot melt gun!

"You even have a thermoelectric gun?" the detective asked in astonishment.

The heat gun is a powerful weapon that can greatly deplete the psionic barrier.

It is also a military force. Even the National Guard doesn't have many.

How did Wang De manage to obtain such a weapon?
"Back then, I was the one who brought the blueprints for the Melt Gun back to the Great City, so I have some connections in the City Lord's Mansion. Killing two psionicists who invaded the mansion isn't a big deal," Wang De's voice was cold, but he stopped abruptly.

Because a scarlet longsword with several eyeballs suddenly appeared in front of him.

Li Yelai held a knife in one hand, looking down at Wang De.

"Old Biden, try saying that again?"

(End of this chapter)