Shocking! The master of metaphysics is actually the ancestor of ghosts and monsters!

Upon realizing this, Nangong Qinghe's eyes sharpened further. Then, noticing they were in a banquet hall, she concealed her expression and changed the subject, "I heard you're getting engaged?"

“Grandpa ordered it, you know me.” Jiang Sheng resumed his cold demeanor, clinked glasses with Nangong Qinghe, and took a sip of champagne.

“Early summer is an interesting time,” Nangong Qinghe said meaningfully.

Smart people naturally associate with smart people, and Jiang Sheng understood again, "She's been putting up with you?"

"No." Nangong Qinghe narrowed her long, narrow eyes, picked up the cup, and turned to leave.

Even with Jiang Sheng's cold demeanor, you could tell he was a little bewildered. "..."

We must have offended that old fox.

......

Shui Muting saw her friend and went over to greet her.

There's a lot of gossip going on over there.

"Mu Ting, why didn't I see that little girl Nangong Qian today?"

An elegant, dignified, and poised woman approached Mu Ting.

"Haha.... So you went to find that shameless daughter of the Lin family!"

Immediately following, a voice broke in, full of mockery.

The laughter was tinged with disdain.

Upon seeing this person, Shui Muting's expression immediately changed; it was the eldest wife of the Jin family's main branch.

Shui Muting, a typical gentle and graceful beauty from Jiangnan, hadn't even thought of a rebuttal when her friend, quick to speak her mind, shouted over, "Oh, isn't this Madam Jin? I heard your son is in the headlines again for playing around with young models!"

The competition within the Jin family is fierce. Jin Zhongzhen, the eldest son of the Jin family, has countless illegitimate children outside, all waiting for her son to cause trouble so they can take over.

"You... Chen Shuqi, the lackey of the Nangong family, don't think we won't touch you just because they're backing you. You have the face of a nouveau riche." Madam Jin's tone became even more vicious after being hit where it hurt.

Speaking of her friend, Shui Muting couldn't hold back any longer, "Madam Jin, you should mind your own business! You might end up as a divorced woman one day."

If Chen Shuqi's attack was subtle, Shui Muting's words hit the nail on the head, directly exposing her true feelings.

Madam Jin was furious. "Pah! Your Nangong Qian is no better than that Lin Zishan. Otherwise, how could she do something as shameful as running away with a man? Snakes and rats in the same nest, filthy sluts."

The argument between the three immediately attracted the attention of many people around them.

"Have you heard? The Lin family's daughter ran away."

"What happened? I just found out."

Some people were gossiping quietly over there.

"She donated a huge sum of money and ran away. Her parents were almost bankrupted by her. The stock market crashed. They raised this daughter for nothing."

"Is there such a thing?"

"That's right, she gave up being a perfectly good rich young lady and insisted on running off with a poor boy."

How are her parents now?

"His hair turned white overnight..."

"..."

Nangong Qinghe was about to leave when he received a phone call. The newly dispatched sorcerer had risked his life to relay the message.

The sorcerers in Dinyi are very powerful; they can cast spells on people, causing them to die without them even realizing it.

No one could deal with them.

He even made a harsh statement: "You Chinese metaphysicians are all worthless people who seek fame and fortune. If you want to compete with us, study for decades before you come back!"

The person who received the message was so angry that he cursed loudly, and the person who sent the message back eventually died.

The death was quite tragic.

After hearing the description, he frowned, deep in thought. He knew about the mystical arts masters in China, though others might not. The older generation of powerful masters had already retired to the background, and there was almost a lack of strong figures in the new era.

That's why it has been repeatedly ridiculed abroad.

The noise over there grew louder and louder. After recognizing his mother, he sighed and strode over.

"Madam Jin?" Nangong Qinghe's tall and slender figure stood out in the crowd, and Madam Jin spotted him at a glance.

Those who had been whispering about Lin Zishan left dejectedly.

Nangong Qinghe is not someone to be trifled with. He is ruthless and doesn't show any mercy. It's difficult for most people to get the better of him.

Madam Jin was clearly no match for Shui Muting, who had unleashed her full power. When she saw Nangong Qinghe approaching, she didn't respond, but instead gave a cold "humph" and left with her head held high.

Before leaving, he gave Shui Muting a resentful look.

"Son." Shui Muting was also a little embarrassed. At her age, she still had to ask her son to come and help her to project an aura.

"Yes, Aunt Chen," Nangong Qinghe greeted politely.

Chen Shuqi was quite frank, "Qinghe, come visit Aunt Chen's house when you have time, and let Yize learn a thing or two from you. He's too soft-hearted and inflexible."

“Okay. I have something to attend to, so I’ll have to go first. Could you please take care of my mother for me?” Nangong Qinghe nodded, her voice gentle.

"Son, I'm not a child anymore, you don't need to..."

"I'll take care of your mother," Chen Shuqi casually agreed, then pulled Shui Muting along. "You can go now if you have something to do!"

"Thank you, Aunt Chen."

After giving her instructions, Nangong Qinghe turned and left.

However, Nangong Qinghe did not witness what happened in the banquet hall afterwards.

When Shui Muting returned, she told Nangong Qinghe that Jiang Sheng's fiancée had been caught in public having a secret rendezvous with Zhao Yanchen, the young master of the Zhao family.

The Zhao family is also a large family, and its status even surpasses that of the Nangong family.

So humiliated was Zhao Yanchen that Old Master Zhao almost broke his legs and even threatened to disown his grandson.

The Zhao family also feared retaliation from the Jiang family.

Shui Muting was unaware that Chu Xia had harmed her daughter, and that Nangong Qian, despite being warned by Nangong Qinghe, hadn't mentioned the unscientific things about Forbidden Mountain. If she knew, she would probably tell the story with a smile, but she wouldn't know how it was resolved afterward.

......

......

Recently, there has been a lot of complaints on the internet in Beijing.

Those who previously posted videos criticizing Jing Li and indiscriminately joined in the insults against her have found themselves experiencing a sudden bout of bad luck these past two days.

Among them were those who refused to give up and deleted the video they filmed that day.

They watched the video's traffic soar, completely disregarding the harm it might cause to a young girl.

They started having bad luck the day the video was released, initially thinking it was just an accident.

At first, I lost some money, and then I accidentally stepped into a puddle while walking, getting covered in mud.

These are all minor issues; most people would just complain about them and move on.

Then came sprained ankles, repeated falls, bruises all over my body, and fractures everywhere.

Some realized what the girl had said that day.

People started deleting the videos, but the bad effects persisted, though things improved somewhat.

Some people stubbornly endured the pain and ended up in the hospital; some were knocked unconscious, and others were hit by cars.

And those who echoed the video in the comments section.

They also started experiencing inexplicable bad luck, but it wasn't as severe as the direct video incident; most of the losses were financial.

These people started posting online to complain about their bad luck.

Many people also posted on their WeChat Moments to complain.