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It was like capturing a turtle in a jar.

The person inside would be tormented to death, and that wasn't all. With all eight doors sealed, their soul would be trapped and eventually crushed by the pressure.

"Damn it! If I find out who set this up, I'll impale them with these straw dolls!" Wei Yanlin gritted his teeth, clenching the straw doll in his hand as he ground his jaw in frustration.

It was freezing, far too cold.

He clenched his teeth tightly.

Suddenly, something slipped over his arm.

A yellow talisman hung on a red string, swaying in mid-air.

Wei Yanlin froze for a moment before lifting his gaze to see the corners of the girl's smiling lips.

"Don't be stubborn, put it on."

Wei Yanlin felt a warm rush in his heart. "Right away, right away."

With hurried hands, he placed the red string around his neck. Immediately, the chilling sensation of the malevolent aura invading his body vanished entirely.

After securing it, Wei Yanlin observed the neighborhood again.

The array's intimidatory power was immense.

The last time Wei Yanlin witnessed such a potent array was on his master's person. His master was one of Hong Kong's top-ranking practitioners of esoteric arts, and he could sense that the individual who set up this array in the neighborhood possessed a strength equal to, if not surpassing, his master's.

Initially, he thought Chu Yuening was strong but surely not on par with his master.

Now, however,

he gently pinched the yellow talisman at his chest.

A single yellow talisman was enough for protection.

Despite being nearly the same age, she relied on the support of a fellow practitioner.

Wei Yanlin felt a inexplicable bitterness.

"Master, you've left them far behind."

Can he still catch up?

The crane at the top of the apartment complex had already taken form, with dark malevolence swirling around its summit.

Chu Yuening retracted her gaze and parked the food cart.

Wei Yanlin asked, "Ning Ning, are we going in now?"

"Let's wait a bit longer. We don't want to alert them just yet. Those people over there are likely after the property. We can't let them cause trouble without resolving the issue," Chu Yuening shook her head.

After analyzing Nancy Kang's words repeatedly, she finally discerned the purpose behind the Wind and Cries setup.

Upon hearing the general situation, Wei Yanlin grew even more indignant.

"It must be! The residents of Garden Estate refuse to leave, and the capitalists want to rebuild and make a fortune. So they resort to dirty tactics to force people out!"

Wei Yanlin's voice was too loud, drawing the attention of a passing woman who glanced over.

Next, upon noticing the message on the cardboard, the woman halted her steps and approached with her companion to inquire.

"Boss, can we have our fortunes told here?"

Despite her age, the lady had aged gracefully, retaining her charm. Only after Chu Yuening confirmed that they could did Wei Yanlin promptly pull out a small wooden table from the cart and swiftly set up a chair.

Observing the young couple beside them, he also offered them a seat accordingly.

The boy took it with a smile and said, "Thank you."

"Think nothing of it," Wei Yanlin waved his hand, then turned to study the lady who had taken a seat at the table. "Your mother's fortune-telling session might take a while. If you feel bored, you can go for a stroll outside first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere turned chilly.

The boy quickly sat beside the lady and turned back to look at Wei Yanlin awkwardly. "You misunderstood, she's not my mom, she's my honey."

As he spoke, the boy quickly tried to soothe the lady, "Honey, don't be angry."

Wei Yanlin had never encountered such a dramatic situation. He let out several gasps; his skills in divination were limited to reading people's birth charts, not nearly as accurate as Chu Yuening's ability to discern fortunes through facial features.

Afraid of losing business, he hurriedly apologized. "Sorry, sorry."

The lady, however, took it quite well. "It's alright, misunderstandings due to age differences are normal."

Wei Yanlin was so embarrassed that his face turned red.

The young girl returned the chair to Wei Yanlin. "I'll just wait here for them."

Such an unusual pairing naturally drew a crowd who came to watch the fortune-telling session.

After all, not only Wei Yanlin, but they too had initially assumed that the boy and the lady were mother and son, with the two young people being her children.

Who would have thought they were in a romantic relationship?

The lady was clearly no stranger to fortune-telling; she immediately provided her birthdate and time. "My name is Zeng Xinxiu, Master. You can call me Sister Xiuxiu."

"Alright, Sister Xiuxiu. Let's begin the reading."

Chu Yuening started with her family background. "You originally came from a poor family. At 16, you went to Guangzhou to work and met a Hong Kong businessman. He courted you, and you accepted his proposal. The two of you formed a family, and you moved to Hong Kong with him."

"You and your husband had a fated, love-at-first-sight encounter."

Zeng Xinxiu was evidently stunned. "Master, I've had my fortune told more than ten times, but you're the most accurate even though you don't know me."

It was spot on.

"Many people say I only married for his money, but in truth, I genuinely loved him. But no one believes me when I say it."

The only person who seemed to believe her was this fortune-teller.

Chu Yuening continued, "In your chart, the Earthly Branches of Chou, Wei, Wei, and You appear, along with a conflict between Chen and Xiu and an affliction between Yin and Si. These indicate an early widowhood. Thus, you are currently alone."

"Again, you were right." A bitter expression filled Zeng Xinxiu's face. "I thought I could spend my life with him. Who would have imagined such an unexpected tragedy?"

"After my husband passed away, I received a substantial compensation and inherited his assets."

Zeng Xinxiu had been born into a poor family. At their lowest point, they could only afford a meager rice gruel meal for the entire day.

She had vowed to become wealthy one day.

Little did she expect that the price of wealth would be the loss of her husband's life.

"Your birth chart indicates that you're deeply emotional. You must have grieved for a long time after your husband's passing, right?" Chu Yuening studied Zeng Xinxiu's birth chart, sympathetically remarking on the irony of fate.