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"Senior."

Wei Yanlin gazed at the President of the Esoteric Society, utterly astonished. "President Liu? Whom were you looking for?"

Thirty minutes later.

Liu Men expressed deep emotion. "Truly, there's an abundance of talents in every generation. Who could have imagined that the great Master Chu, so skilled in divination on the show, is actually the esteemed senior I've been searching for. If not for sensing the aura of the Prosperous Dragon Building just now, I might never have had the chance to meet you."

Despite her young age, Chu Yuening had already transcended to the level of a Grand Exorcist. With her in Hong Kong, there was no longer any need to worry about the malevolent sorcery of Southeast Asia.

She truly deserved his respectful address.

"Master Chu, please do visit the Esoteric Society more often when you have time. I'll arrange for those young newcomers to meet you and learn from you," Liu Men offered.

"I will, thank you for the invitation," Chu Yuening replied, accepting the generous offer gracefully.

The two continued their conversation for an undetermined length of time.

Eventually, Liu Men left, content after his visit to the esteemed senior.

Yu Jiqing had also finished his recording. He searched for Chu Yuening to add some extra footage but found her getting into a taxi. He hastily called out to her.

However, he only managed to catch a glimpse of the girl's disappearing sleeve and a fair wrist waving from the car window before it retreated.

Yu Jiqing hurriedly instructed the photographer to capture that moment.

As he watched the red taxi drive further away, a slow smile formed on his face.

"Long roads lie ahead in this world, Master Chu. We will meet again."

This episode, be it Master Chu sealing the Ghost Gate or dismantling the Ghost Suppression Bureau's attempt to send spirits on their way, was bound to leave a significant mark on Hong Kong's metaphysical community.

Night fell.

Guang Deye returned to the courtyard, muttering curses under his breath. "Does she really think she's that great? Once I regain my strength, it's anyone's guess who'll have the last laugh."

"I humbled myself for the first time in my life to seek peace with her, and she doesn't even appreciate it! How preposterous!"

A Shu opened the cabinet and took out a knife and a bowl.

Seeing this, Guang Deye assumed A Shu was going to draw blood from another disciple for him.

After all, under the operation of the array, a bowl of blood could help him regain his strength and prolong his life.

Having been angered all day, Guang Deye finally felt a bit relieved. "A Shu is still thoughtful, knowing that I need blood."

Before he could finish his sentence, A Shu pressed the dagger against Guang Deye's neck, right on the carotid artery.

A cold glint flashed in A Shu's eyes as he slowly curved his lips. "Master, you've always used your disciples' blood. Today, it's your turn to make a sacrifice."

Feeling the sharp edge of the blade against his artery, Guang Deye trembled in fear. "A Shu, don't act rashly, listen..."

With a swift movement, A Shu slid the dagger down, positioning the bowl next to the blade as Guang Deye's head tilted. The crimson liquid quickly filled the bowl.

Staring at the full bowl of blood, he gave an eerie smile. "Master, you're the one who urged me to grow up quickly."

At the same age, Chu Yuening was already stronger than him.

Jealousy and resentment had plagued him ever since his magical sword was severed, tormenting him day by day.

What happened today also showed him an even higher goal to strive for.

He wanted to be stronger than Chu Yuening.

Chapter 152

As summer approached, Hong Kong citizens were already donning shorts and T-shirts. The impending heatwave also brought a boost in business to the ice cream parlors on Temple Street.

"Three bowls of red bean ice cream, one classic pork chop bun with fries, two American-style hot dogs..."

Yuening stood at the counter, tapping gently on the menu with her slender fingers as she placed her order. After a series of requests, she paused, leaned forward, and her long hair brushed against the countertop as she slid the menu through the window. "Could you please deliver them to Table 6? Thank you."

Despite its modest size, the ice cream parlor was unusually packed with customers.

Shi Boren sat casually, one hand resting on the back of his chair. Gan Yizu had a glass of orange juice under his chin, idly sipping it while occasionally picking at the tabletop.

Zhou Fengxu sat sideways facing the ordering counter, his gaze lowered, flipping through pages of documents with his long, slender wrists.

Opposite him sat Zhang Jiande, holding the mouth of his smoking pipe, periodically engulfing himself in smoke. Upon noticing the ice room door open and a woman entering with a child, he tapped the pipe gently on the table to extinguish it.

The feng shui shop had opened later than usual that day. As Chu Yuening unlocked the door, she spotted the three people already waiting for her. It happened to be teatime, so she promptly called out to Zhang Jiande and Shanpo.

Unfortunately, Shanpo had some family matters to attend to and couldn't set up her stall that day.

Seeing all her companions gathered together, Chu Yuening's mood was naturally elated, and her steps became lighter.

No sooner had she taken a seat than Zhang Jiande leaned in, lowering his voice to jest, "Ning Ning, when are you planning to throw a housewarming party? You've moved into a mansion, haven't you?"

"Woah, Brother De, how did you know?" Chu Yuening exclaimed, blinking in surprise.

Aside from the members of Team D who had helped with the move, she hadn't disclosed any information about it.

"The Hong Kong newspapers have been all over it," Zhang Jiande replied, lifting the newspaper that had been tucked under his pipe. He shook it open and tapped one of the coin-sized headlines printed in bold black letters.

"Well, the Temple Street fortune teller lives in a mansion, and the CEO of the Qiao Corporation is waiting for an audience. They even snapped a picture of you." Zhang Jiande chuckled. "Impressive, huh?"

Chu Yuening took the newspaper and indeed found a photo of herself in casual wear. Upon reading the headline, she exclaimed with a thumbs up, "I have to admit, Hong Kong entertainment journalists are truly relentless. They dug this up."

"The mansion you're living in has already been featured in the news before, so it naturally attracts a lot of attention," Zhang Jiande, who kept tabs on various news, explained. "Tabloid reporters are like cats sensing fish; they'll stake out the place for sure."

Chu Yuening found the situation amusing but returned to the main topic, "The housewarming party will be held sometime later. I'll invite you then."

"Sounds great, can't wait! I've never been to a mansion before," Zhang Jiande rolled up his sleeves, mimicking the motion of flipping food with a spatula using his right arm. "Do you need me to cook?"