The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 503

Chapter 503 - I will Listen to You

The blackout lasted quite a while—over half a minute before the power finally came back on. At that instant, the faces of everyone in the room were a sight to behold. Holy smokes! How could anyone be that precise? This… this is beyond the skills of a master. It's like dealing with a prophet! A divine being! Could it be an actual deity has descended among us?

Murong Tian lost all desire to drink. He was in a complete state of panic. If this so-called master was just trying to swindle some money, he could live with that. But if this was for real, he was out of his depth!

“Master…” Murong Tian stammered, setting his wine glass down with shaky hands.

”Hold on,” Su Ming said calmly. “Your father's call is about to come through.”

“Huh?” Murong Tian paused, bewildered. A call? What call? He pulled out his phone, a look of confusion washing over his face. No messages? What call could it be?

While he was still puzzling over it, his phone screen suddenly lit up. Murong Tian was stunned, frozen in place. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. His hand trembled as he was about to answer the call.

Just then, Su Ming spoke up, “Hmm… I'd advise you not to answer that.”

”I won't!” Murong Tian didn't even pause to think, promptly hanging up.

”Master, I'm begging you, please guide me. What should I do?” Murong Tian blurted out in desperation. “Name your price, I'll pay anything.”

“You and I have a connection; I won't take your money,” Su Ming replied with a chuckle. “But my methods are quite unique, and Brother Murong, you might find them hard to accept.”

Hearing that Su Ming wasn't interested in money made Murong Tian trust him even more. “No! Whatever the method, I'll accept it! As long as it can help me avert this crisis, I'm in!”

Murong Tian was on the verge of tears.

“Alright, since we're friends, I'll do you this favor,” Su Ming said as he gently clapped his hands and stood up. Hsu Chenyue blinked and rose to her feet as well, having predicted the earlier events just like Su Ming.

However, the last few incidents had Hsu Chenyue completely baffled.

Could Su Ming actually have some sort of foresight?

Hsu Chenyue was in a fog, determined to figure out what was really happening.

Sitting on the couch, the three girls were equally shocked.

It was uncannily accurate!

Arranging for someone to deliver red wine was one thing.

Even a power outage could be orchestrated.

But the phone call…

How could that be arranged?

Was it possible that Su Ming had somehow bribed Murong Tian's father?

To conspire and embezzle their own family's money?

That seemed far-fetched.

Someone might speculate that the phone was stolen and the contacts tampered with.

But only Murong Tian could use his phone, unlocked solely by his fingerprint.

Moreover, his phone displayed both the contact name and number simultaneously.

If the contact name was changed, the number would remain the same, wouldn't it?

Murong Tian's expression said it all.

The call was definitely from Murong Guo.

“Isn't there a night market nearby?” Su Ming inquired.

“Yes, absolutely!” Wang Hu chimed in, “There's a large night market just next door.”

”Great,” Su Ming said, then stepped forward, pushed open the door, and walked out, with Murong Tian following closely behind.

Xiao Hong, Lee Kemeng, and several of Wang Hu's men followed suit, leaving the room with a sense of purpose.

Just as they exited,

In a nearby private room, Murong Guo was visibly irritated.

”What's with this kid, ignoring my calls?” he grumbled.

“Go check on the private room,” he ordered his butler.

“Right away, sir!” The butler nodded and quickly made his way over.

He cautiously opened the door for a peek.

Empty?

On closer inspection, he noticed the red wine had been opened and several glasses poured—apparently consumed.

The butler rushed back and relayed the events.

Murong Guo's frown finally eased.

Hmm!

Not bad at all.

It seemed the situation was under control.

Earlier, in the lobby, Su Ming had overheard the plan between Murong Tian and Murong Guo.

Murong Tian had just stepped out of his private room and made his way to Hsu Chenyue's.

Su Ming had been keeping an ear on Murong Guo's activities.

The plan was straightforward:

Send in a bottle of red wine.

Murong Guo would then stir up some trouble.

During the commotion, Murong Tian was to slip a drug into Hsu Chenyue's wine glass.

Trick her into drinking it, knock her out,

Then whisk Hsu Chenyue away, making a done deal out of it.

And, to seal the fate, record a video.

At that point…

No matter how much the Hsu family objected,

They would be forced to accept the situation.

It must be acknowledged that the strategy was particularly cruel.

But alas, they encountered an unforeseen complication.

Su Ming had overheard their entire scheme.

He knew exactly when Murong Guo had planned for the waiter to enter,

When Murong Guo had instructed his men to cut the power.

Su Ming was privy to it all, including Murong Guo's call to Murong Tian.

Murong Tian had been focused on his task,

But after a few words from Su Ming,

He was completely sidetracked.

Even if he had remembered,

He no longer had the heart to follow through.

The master had already spoken:

His ill-gotten gains had tainted his destiny,

Foretelling a violent misfortune.

With such a prophecy hanging over his head, how could he focus on anything else?

And upon reflection,

The act of drugging Hsu Chenyue seemed utterly despicable.

To engage in such villainy on top of acquiring tainted wealth,

He might face a calamity that not even a master could avert.

Better to play it straight.

Especially since Su Ming had spooked him into forgetting his original intentions.

Now, Su Ming had led Murong Tian to the night market.

“To resolve your impending disaster,”

“You must do three things.”

Su Ming whispered his instructions into Murong Tian's ear.

“Ah?!”

Murong Tian was utterly shocked.

This… are you certain?

Can this really work?

“The secrets of fate must not be disclosed. Besides, deceiving you gains me nothing. Whether you believe it or not is entirely up to you.”

Su Ming placed his hands behind his back with an air of unfathomable mystery.

”I, I, I…” Murong Tian's face went through a rapid change of expressions. Solving the problem would definitely be a good thing, but it came with a downside. The method… How should he describe it? To hell with it! For the sake of his future wealth and status, he was ready to face the music!

With a determined look, Murong Tian pumped his fists, striding confidently under the watchful eyes of the onlookers. He made a beeline for a nearby stall brimming with merchandise: clothes, socks, underwear, and more. The stall owner, a middle-aged woman, greeted Murong Tian with a warm smile. “What can I get for you, young man? We have jackets, pajamas, and underwear here.”

Murong Tian remained silent, his face turning a deep shade of red. He clenched his fists, wrestling with his decision for what felt like an eternity before finally biting down hard on his resolve. He sidled over to the side and snatched up a pair of underwear.

“I'll take a thousand pairs of these underwear!” declared Murong Tian.

“Hmm???” The stall owner was taken aback, her expression quickly souring. “Young man, you're quite handsome, so why act so indecently? Are you trying to play the rogue?”

”Get out of here, now!” she demanded. “Leave, or I'm calling the police!” The stall owner was visibly upset. Why such anger, though? Normally, a sale would be cause for celebration. The reason was simple: Murong Tian had made a mistake. The underwear he had grabbed was not men's underwear.