Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

When the Lu family was mentioned, Song Yi's ears perked up.

Aunt Song Yi: "The Lu family, which Lu family?"

The master nodded: "That's right. Mr. Lu Qingyu even asked me to help his son find a daughter-in-law with a destiny similar to Miss Su."

Song Yi almost couldn't help but laugh. This must be what they mean by "the more famous you are, the more trouble you attract."

He could hear gossip about the Lu family everywhere he went. He could believe it if it was about other people, but if it was about Lu Xiao's family, Lu Xiao would definitely teach this master a lesson if he didn't.

The master continued his deception:

"The fate between your son and this Miss Su depends mainly on Miss Su's wishes. Miss Su has a very good marriage line, and she will be happy for a lifetime no matter who she marries. However, she is not a perfect match for your son. If Miss Su changes her mind, I can introduce you to the young master of the Lu family."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi's aunt's mind wavered.

She went to take another look at Su Xueling. Was this woman really that lucky?

Could it be that his son is marrying above his station?

The young master of the Lu family should be about the same age as my son. If my son misses out on this opportunity and she becomes the daughter-in-law of the Lu family, wouldn't I be suffering a huge loss?

Zhang Bohao was terrified when he heard that he and Su Xueling were not a perfect match, as if Su Xueling would abandon him.

"Ah Xue, I will be good to you for the rest of my life, please don't fall in love with anyone else."

Su Xueling smiled and said, "Silly boy, don't worry."

Zhang Bohao laughed like a fool. Seeing her son like this, his aunt was in a state of confusion. She turned to Song Yi, hoping that he could help her make a decision.

Upon receiving his aunt's pleading look, Song Yi sharply asked the master a question:

"What is the relationship between the master and this Miss Su Xueling?"

The question startled everyone present. Su Xueling looked at Song Yi with a hint of wariness, not expecting Song Yi to be so perceptive.

Master: "This is the first time I've met this Miss Su."

Song Yi: "But why do I feel like Master and Miss Su have known each other for a long time?"

Upon hearing the question, the master feigned anger: "Are you implying that we've conspired together?"

Seeing that the master was angry, the aunt immediately tried to smooth things over:

"Xiao Yi, this master was introduced by my friend. He shouldn't know this Miss Su."

Song Yi: "Oh? Is that so?"

"May I ask which sect you belong to, Master?"

The master shook his head, narrowed his eyes, and looked down on everyone with an arrogant air.

"I practice Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. I opened my third eye at the age of twelve and have been cultivating on my own for many years without belonging to any sect."

Aunt: "You've opened your third eye? Wow, the master is amazing!"

Song Yi: ...My aunt is so easy to fool.

"So, the master can see things that ordinary people cannot?"

"Why don't you take a look at my case, Master?"

The master looked at Song Yi and thought to himself, "How could I be controlled by a mere brat?"

"I'm here today at this lady's invitation to help her look at her son's marriage prospects. As for anything else, hmph~"

The master let out a snort that sounded like a laugh, a sarcastic hum, clearly indicating that he was of high status and not easily revealed to others.

At this moment, Su Xueling suddenly said:

"Although this is my first time meeting the master, I feel that the master is a highly accomplished person. It is fate that we are gathered here today. Why don't you take a look at Mr. Song's important matter?"

The master hadn't expected Su Xueling to speak. Su Xueling gave him a knowing look, something they both understood perfectly. They'd worked together countless times; this level of understanding was easy for them to grasp.

"Alright, since Miss Su has spoken, I'll take a look for you out of respect for her."

"Write down your birth date and time."

Song Yi's aunt quickly wrote down Song Yi's birth date. The master took it, glanced at it, and then, in a very serious manner, closed his eyes and performed a calculation with one hand.

A minute later, the master said, "You are blessed with two auspicious stars, destined for great wealth and honor, power and money, and an excellent first half of your life."

The aunt was about to be happy when she heard the master say such things about her eldest nephew, but the master changed the subject.

"What a pity."

My aunt's heart tightened, and she immediately asked, "What's a pity?"

The master said, "Although the first half of his life is good, his fortune and prosperity do not extend to his longevity, so he is destined to die young."

Song Yi was at a loss for words, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

If you call him a fraud, he seems to have some ability. If you say he's capable, you can tell by looking at his clothes that he's rich and powerful.

But these words terrified his aunt:

"Ah? Master, please help me quickly and see what method I can use to make my nephew live to be a hundred years old."

The master chuckled twice:

"That's why I say your nephew is lucky. If it were before, it would have been very difficult to overcome this calamity of his short life, but today is different. There is a very simple way."

Song Yi's aunt: "What method?"

Song Yi also looked at the master, wondering what he could say.

The master went through all that trouble, building up everyone's interest, before finally saying:

“You are related to him. As long as this Miss Su marries into your family, her good fortune will not only bring prosperity to your family, but also help your nephew live a long and healthy life if you spend more time with her.”

Song Yi almost laughed. This master was quite a talent, managing to bring the topic back to Su Xueling.

Song Yi: "Master, I happen to have done some research on metaphysics recently. If you lie, you will lose all your hair and suffer from sleep paralysis at night."

The master sneered, "Who is this kid trying to scare?"

Su Xueling couldn't help but chuckle to herself. It seemed this kid was quite naive; she could try finding a different target.

The meal lasted for more than an hour before Song Yi's aunt finally relented.

At the hotel entrance, Song Yi and her aunt saw the master off to his car. Seeing that his mother had relented, Zhang Bohao immediately took Su Xueling home.

On the way to take his aunt home, when they arrived at her house, Song Yi said:

"Auntie, I have a meeting in this area tomorrow, so I'll stay at your place tonight."

My aunt was naturally pleased: "Sure, we've been keeping your room clean for you."

When Zhang Bohao returned home with his and Su Xueling's luggage, he happened to see Song Yi at his house.

Su Xueling's gaze tightened as she stared at Song Yi. She had obtained his birth date and time during the day and was wondering how to get his hair, but now it seemed she didn't have to worry about that anymore.

Around 11 p.m., Song Yi asked Luo Fei to take Xiao Bao and Jiang Tong to see a master to have a dream-visiting ceremony or something similar.

Before leaving, Song Yi repeatedly told Luo Fei to keep an eye on Xiao Bao, because Xiao Bao couldn't handle sleep paralysis. Although he looked young, he was actually 166 years old, and if he sat down, the master might kill him.