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"Foolish b*tches, you dare touch my sister's man? Do you think Ah Xian is dead?"

The chaos escalated into a free-for-all fight.

Amidst the flashing blades and clashing swords, Lin Jiahua couldn't help but worry. "Ning Ning, do you think someone might get killed?"

"No," Chu Yuening replied, sipping her straw. The icy smoothness of the milk tea was exhilarating, soothing her summer irritability and making it even more enjoyable to watch the spectacle.

"He Shifei has a Wood element with Metal in her birth chart, and the Peninsula Hotel is adjacent to water. The water aids the Metal to nourish the Wood. In a location where her birth chart aligns, she has an almost divine advantage. It's highly unlikely that there would be any bloodshed with her rationality intact."

As the situation grew more chaotic, the hotel manager called the police. Uniformed officers arrived to restore order, and once the turmoil subsided, all six were taken to the Kowloon Police Station.

The revolving door of the Peninsula Hotel swung back and forth.

A woman in a baseball cap crouched behind a tall blue-and-white porcelain vase, peering out cautiously. She waited until the police cars had left before checking her camera. "I was supposed to follow Sister Mei and capture some gossip. Who knew I'd come up empty-handed?"

Having heard the news, Li Huiwen had booked a room overnight only to be bitten by mosquitoes to no avail. Just as she was about to leave, she stumbled upon A'Yuan checking into a room with three women, giving her the opportunity to snap numerous photos of them sharing a bed.

"Thankfully, even the tiniest mosquito is still meat. Any news that captures the attention of the Hong Kong public is good news."

After all, gossip knows no boundaries.

When has there ever been news in Hong Kong about a man battling three women?

Li Huiwen was highly professional; a paparazzi journalist was still a journalist and had no reason to overlook such a sensational piece of social news.

"But?" Li Huiwen was puzzled. "That beautiful lady mentioned a fortune-teller. Could it be that her husband's infidelity was predicted?"

The more she thought about it, the brighter her eyes shone.

"If that's true, imagine the headline: 'Fortune-Teller Uncovers Scumbag Cheating on Three Women.' Wouldn't that draw even more attention?"

Li Huiwen decided to visit the Kowloon Police Station to conduct an interview with He Shifei personally.

She needed to get to know this fortune-teller better and see just how 'divine' they really were!

Her promotion might just depend on this!

Chapter 6

Temple Street was famous in Yau Ma Tei for its night market, named after a Tin Hau Temple built in the middle of the street during the Qing dynasty. It was still the lull before the bustle of the afternoon, and the stall owners, with nothing much to do, either gathered to chat or read local gossip magazines through their spectacles.

As Chu Yuening returned to her stall, greeting people along the way, she held onto her nearly empty cup of milk tea and looked up to see Uncle Ken standing under the blazing sun with a straw hat on.

"Uncle Ken?"

Uncle Ken must have been waiting for quite some time; his face, hidden behind the straw hat, was flushed and drenched in sweat. Upon seeing Chu Yuening, a smile finally emerged from his usually stern expression.

"Master Chu, you've returned."

With that said, he handed over a stack of cash. "This is the remaining money."

Chu Yuening took the cash and counted it. There were a full three thousand yuan. She picked out fifteen hundred and returned the rest. "We agreed on two thousand, so it's two thousand."

Uncle Jian grew anxious and tried to block the money with his hand. "Master Chu, please accept it. After Sanguanliang's death, the police received a confession from a Dahua Insurance employee. After investigating the case, they compensated my wife and me with the insurance payout."

Uncle Jian was unable to express his gratitude towards Chu Yuening.

That night, he had already prepared the tools to make explosives and, with his wife in a delirious state, planned to take Ye Tianliang down with them in death.

It was Chu Yuening who took on this feng shui case, preventing the tragedy and uncovering the truth.

Uncle Ken was no longer the man who solely believed in science as he did in his youth.

The police, based on the testimony of the fallen woman, recounted that on that fateful night, it seemed Ye Tianliang had been possessed, clutching a coffin nail with both hands and taking his own life.

Although the term "possession" was struck out in the official conclusion, Uncle Ken knew the truth deep down.

"Sophia has regained her sanity, and Ajuan appeared in a dream to express her gratitude. You must accept this money," he insisted.

Chu Yuening still refused. "There are rules in every profession. You've already quoted a price, so you should take what you were offered."

Lin Jiahua suggested, "How about this? Perform a ritual to help Ajuan's soul transition, so she can be reincarnated soon and live a peaceful life in her next existence?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Ken found it sensible. "Yes, Master Chu, that's still a burden on my heart. I'm worried about the impact of the coffin nail piercing Ajuan's skull."

Chu Yuening considered for a moment and returned a thousand to Uncle Jian, leaving behind two thousand. "Five hundred is enough for the transcendence ceremony."

She tucked the money into her pocket and then counted on her fingers. "Next Monday is an auspicious day for funeral rites and coffin transportation. At three in the afternoon, when yang energy wanes and yin energy flourishes, it's the ideal time for transcendence."

"I'll leave everything to Master Chu's arrangements."

After bidding farewell to Uncle Jian, Chu Yuening resumed her business. As the day progressed, the number of customers on Temple Street increased.

Throughout the day, several people came to seek Chu Yuening's services for a fortune-telling session, but she politely declined each one with a smile. "I can't do any more readings today. You're welcome to come back tomorrow. For now, I can only provide one reading per day."

In the Profound Sect, practitioners relied on virtue to cultivate. For instance, when someone like Ajuan was trapped by a coffin nail and unable to transcend, if they hadn't committed grave evils, saving them would accrue virtue.

Virtue could be accumulated and spent.

The more virtue one amassed, the greater their abilities became.

Chu Yuening's magical powers were still limited, hence the one-reading-per-day restriction. However, she sensed that in due time, she would be able to provide additional readings.

"Boss, one bowl of mung bean seaweed soup, please." The man sat down at the small table straightaway, engrossed in typing a message on his pager with his head lowered.

Unsatisfied with the response he received, he frowned and muttered to himself, "I've already said there's an incident at the construction site and more workers are needed. Why is it so difficult to communicate this?"

"Be right there." Chu Yuening placed her milk tea cup on the cart, bent down to retrieve a bowl from the box underneath, and then proceeded to lift the lid off the ice cream chest.

In no time at all, the mung bean seaweed sweet soup was placed on the table.

Zhong Guoming didn't look up, merely murmuring a quiet "thanks" before resuming his typing on the pager to respond to the message.