Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Chen Zhen walked out slowly, hands behind his back, wearing a traditional Tang suit with his hair meticulously combed. He carried an air of otherworldly grace. Sister Bai stood up and gave him an enthusiastic hug.
“Master Chen, it’s been a long time! I heard about what happened with Liu Xiong. You and President Xu finally resolved it together. Next time we have the chance, I’ll buy you a drink, and you can tell me all the details.”
Chen Zhen nodded, waving to us with a smile. However, when his gaze landed on my face, his smile froze. His eyes widened, and he let out a sharp gasp.
“Sect-Sect Master?”
I gave a cold snort.
“So you’re the one who handled Liu Xiong’s matter? Master Chen is quite impressive. Why don’t you tell me about it?”
Chen Zhen immediately swapped his dignified look for a fawning smile and ran over to grab my arm.
“Ah, Sect Master, I feel so much better knowing you’re here. Otherwise, I’d actually be a little scared.”
Everyone stared in shock at Chen Zhen’s sycophantic behavior. The Bullet Comments exploded instantly.
[Ah, I remember now! No wonder Qiao Moyu looks so familiar. She’s the fiancée of that tycoon, the richest man in Hong Kong!]
[I know about the Liu Xiong thing too. They said his ancestral grave’s headstone cracked, so he hired a Feng Shui master, and then he proposed to her.]
[I’ve seen other videos too. Even President Xu calls this Qiao Moyu ‘Sect Master.’ Liu Xiong is really something. All that buildup was just to help his fiancée debut and make all those masters in Hong Kong act as her foils.]
[Incredible. First the buildup in Hong Kong, and now she’s using this show to debut. Do they think we in the mainland are as easy to fool as people in Hong Kong?]
The Bullet Comments flooded in at a rate of ninety-nine plus per second. Amidst the chaos, one ID was frantically posting, jumping all over the place.
Little Jiang of Qiao Sect: [You’re all talking nonsense! Qiao Moyu is not Liu Xiong’s fiancée!]
[Bullshit! Crap! Qiao Moyu is the Sect Master of the Feng Sect! Do you even know about the Eight Great Sects of Jianghu? The Feng Sect studies the world’s geography and mountains. All Feng Shui masters belong to the Feng Sect!]
[The person above must be Liu Xiong’s paid shill. You’re making it sound so real.]
Little Jiang of Qiao Sect: [Screw you! You’re the shill! Qiao Moyu has absolutely nothing to do with Liu Xiong!!!]
Chen Zhen took his seat. Sister Bai glanced at me several times with a look of confusion. Once the self-introductions were finished, she checked her phone and immediately understood. The look she gave me became even more disdainful.
“Next, we’ll divide into groups. The six of you will play rock-paper-scissors in pairs. The winner gets to pick first.”
The first pair drawn was Sister Bai and Zhao Sisi. Sister Bai won and walked over to Chen Zhen.
“I choose Master Chen.”
Zhao Sisi immediately pounced over and hugged my arm joyfully. “I choose Qiao Moyu.”
The two women looked at each other, both silently calling the other an idiot.
Once the grouping was finished, Chen Zhen looked dissatisfied.
“Why didn’t I get to choose? I wanted to choose Master Qiao too!”
The host laughed. “Haha, Master Chen is quite the joker. Now that the groups are set, it’s time for the first task.”
The host held up a photo for the camera.
“This is a mushroom that grows abundantly in the Ailao Mountains, known as the Nine Demon Mushroom.”
“I’ve heard that the Nine Demon Mushroom was found growing all around the bodies of those geologists who went missing. Now, both teams will set out. Whoever finds a Nine Demon Mushroom and brings it back first will be today’s winner!”
At the host’s command, the other group dragged Chen Zhen along and set off immediately. On our side, there were three celebrities. Besides Zhao Sisi, there was one man and one woman.
The man was Lin Xin, 186 cm tall with striking features. He was a popular A-list actor.
The woman was Zhou Xue, who had a cold, elegant look. Known as the ‘Queen of Ancient Idol Dramas,’ she was also extremely popular, though a completely different type from Zhao Sisi.
“Let’s go. Don’t dawdle.”
Zhou Xue carried a canvas backpack, her face full of impatience as she urged us on.
I nodded, adjusted my bag, and went to hurry Jiang Haoyan. I didn’t know what was wrong with him. He was the one who had insisted on tagging along, but now he was crouching to the side, clutching his phone with gritted teeth and a distorted expression, doing who-knows-what.
“Little Jiang, you need to move faster~”
Jiang Haoyan’s current identity was our group’s photography assistant, a college student working his way through school. Zhou Xue was actually quite polite to him.
[I have to say, this assistant is pretty handsome. He’s not any worse than Lin Xin.]
[Yeah, this group’s visual level is so high. The popularity of this livestream is way higher than the other one!]
The Bullet Comments kept refreshing. Suddenly, the speed of the comments increased dramatically.
[Oh my god, go look at the other livestream! Master Chen is starting to perform a ritual!]
[Holy crap! It’s amazing! Everyone, go look!]