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Father Su seemed to have found his backbone and told the master everything that had happened recently.

The master on the other end of the phone was stunned.

I didn't expect this guy to be so lucky and he is so rich now. How can I not cheat him out of some money? There is no reason not to make money that is delivered to my doorstep!

The master thought about it and immediately started to fool people.

"You're right, that fox fairy is not a fairy at all!"

"Originally, your family's fortune would have improved after the ritual! But your son provoked this fox fairy, so he got this disease..."

"This matter is a bit tricky...it might end up endangering your whole family!"

"Master! Master, you must save me!" Father Su was anxious.

"Don't worry, we are so predestined to meet each other, I will definitely try my best to save you! But this fox fairy is not someone you can easily mess with..."

"Your son had the deepest contact with the fox fairy, which is why he got this disease. Now I don't know if he can be saved. Besides, your son doesn't believe me, so it's difficult for me to save him..." The master said in embarrassment, thinking that Su's father would definitely add more money, but he didn't expect that the words that Su's father blurted out shocked him.

"Master! It doesn't matter if you can't save my son, the most important thing is to ensure my safety!"

"You won't save your son?" the master asked puzzled.

Father Su's face was filled with indignation, as if he had suffered a great injustice: "Master, you don't know, it was me who paid you to perform a ritual to make things better for our family. My son's fortune rose thanks to this, but now he is disrespectful to you! Not only that, he even provoked that stupid fox fairy. Isn't this harming our entire family!"

"His mother is the same. She believes everything he says. Women are short-sighted... I think they are all bewitched by that fox fairy..."

"After my son got lucky, he was not polite to me as his father! I am his father, but he always puts on a bad face in front of him! If it weren't for me, would he be able to earn this money? He is so unfilial to me! And he even called you a liar! He is totally hopeless..."

The master was silent after hearing this, but when he thought about the fact that Su Muyang's disease had no chance of being cured, once Su Muyang died, wouldn't all his money fall on this big client of his? He had to be coaxed!

Thinking of this, the master immediately spoke to comfort him: "Mr. Su, don't be too angry. In our line of work, we are used to being treated as liars..."

"Oh, the morals of the world are going downhill. There are many scammers pretending to be Taoist priests to defraud people of their money. That's why people have such a bad impression of us..."

"We are cultivators after all. This situation is also a kind of training for our Tao heart. Don't worry, I won't blame you..."

"The master's Taoism is indeed profound!" Father Su flattered him hurriedly.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to save your son, but whether he can succeed depends on himself. As for you, there will be absolutely no problem. I will do my best to protect you!"

"Thank you, Master!" Father Su thanked him repeatedly.

"But this ritual is complicated and risky, so I need to prepare the best materials... and there are a lot of materials this time... Don't worry, I won't sit idly by and watch this matter, so you don't have to pay for the ritual, just pay for the materials..."

"Then... Master, how much do you think it will cost?"

The master calculated for a long time in his heart and said: "This matter will cost one million!"

After the master finished quoting the price, he felt a little guilty. Although this customer was easy to fool, one million was not a small amount of money. Even if his family was rich now, one million for a ritual was indeed a bit too much...

Thinking of this, the master began to explain: "The materials this time are all very rare, thousand-year-old tortoise shells, ten-thousand-year-old peach wood... everything is top-notch, so..."

"Master, don't worry. I will transfer the one million to you as soon as possible. Please prepare the materials!" Father Su agreed immediately and took a look. Then he hung up the phone, leaving the master stunned.

"So easy to cheat? I should have quoted a higher price earlier!"

The master rubbed his face in pain: "Their family assets are over 100 million, one million is nothing! I should have reported 10 million!"

"Wrong one hundred million! I was going to be a multi-millionaire!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I can find an excuse to cheat him later..."

"After I finish this big job, I will run away and never be a Taoist priest again!"

"I was almost caught and beaten up a few days ago. This business is too risky. I will quit after I make this money!"

When Su's father returned to the ward, Su Muyang had almost packed his things and was ready to go home.

"Son! Don't move. Dad will carry you home!" Father Su quickly stepped forward and supported Su Muyang.

Su Muyang sighed, somewhat helplessly: "Dad, I am only in the early stages of the symptoms, not that serious yet, I can walk by myself."

"That won't do. You're sick after all. What if something goes wrong again? Let dad carry you on his back!" Father Su carried Su Muyang out without saying a word. Su Muyang gave up trying to persuade him and obediently let his father carry him away.

"Dad, what did you do before?" Su Muyang chatted casually with his father.

When Father Su heard this, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he replied calmly: "Oh, your second uncle's son's wife's sister's husband's fourth uncle's third son has a family problem, and he wants to borrow some money from us."

Su Muyang frowned: "This poor relative who is not related to us at all, why would he ask us for money? I'm afraid he is here to ask for money because we are rich... Although we are rich, we can't let them treat us as fools, otherwise it will become a joke..."

"That's not the case. Although we seem to be far apart, we are from the same village. I would like to help you if I can..."

"Dad! There are so many families in this village. If one family gets tens of thousands today and the other family gets tens of thousands, we are not doing charity. We can just give them some expensive gifts when we go home occasionally. If they all come to us to borrow money, it will be so annoying..."

"We are from the same village, it would be bad if we don't lend it to each other... Later on, they will say that we have forgotten our roots after becoming rich, and they will criticize us..."

Su Muyang sighed: "Okay, tell me your name and where you live, and I'll ask Xiao Chen to check it out. If there's anything wrong, we'll give you a symbolic amount..."

"There's no need to check on our fellow villagers. Otherwise, Dad can just go back with the money and check. It's not a good idea to send someone to check..."

"Dad, you don't understand. People nowadays will do anything for money. You can't see it. Don't worry about it. Just leave it to me..."

Seeing that Su Muyang had decided the matter, Su's father found it difficult to refute and then changed the excuse.

"Son, I recently saw a project and want to invest in it. Please give me some money when you come back..."