Chapter 108
Chapter 108
After Master Quede finished inspecting the hotel, he told Song Huaiming all the relevant solutions.
Following Master Quede’s instructions, Song Huaiming had the entire hotel rearranged. They worked at it until ten that night before everything was finally done.
Once he was finished and returned to the lobby, Master Quede was sitting on a sofa in the lounge area, sipping tea.
Song Huaiming asked politely and respectfully, “Master, is this enough?”
Master Quede nodded. “I’ve already resolved all the feng shui problems here. That bad luck definitely won’t trouble you again.”
Song Huaiming was instantly overjoyed. “Good. Thank you very much, Master.”
Master Quede glanced at the young disciple beside him. The disciple immediately understood his Master’s meaning. He cleared his throat, stood up, and lifted his chin as he said to Song Huaiming, “Mr. Song, the secrets of the Heavenly Dao must not be revealed. My Master changed the feng shui of your hotel, which is also equivalent to changing the fate of everyone here. The Heavenly Dao will bring down a corresponding punishment.
“Please settle our fee so we can use it to do some charitable deeds and offset the sins on my Master’s shoulders.”
One of the executives behind Song Huaiming couldn’t help asking, “Are you saying the fee is all used for charity?”
With his chin still raised and the air of some lofty expert, the disciple said, “Of course. Wealth is only an external possession. Why would my Master cling to it?”
The executive couldn’t help asking, “Then where did the money for your Bentley come from?”
The disciple’s expression stiffened, and Master Quede nearly choked on his tea.
Song Huaiming shot the executive a look, signaling for him to keep quiet, then said, “Master Quede’s Bentley was presumably a gift from one of his former patrons.”
There were some things in this line of work that everyone understood without saying, but saying them aloud was another matter.
Only then did the executive realize he’d said something he shouldn’t have, and he immediately fell silent.
Seeing how tactful Song Huaiming was, Master Quede nodded in satisfaction. “Mr. Song truly lives up to being the owner of such a large hotel chain. With character like yours, you’ll surely accomplish great things in the future.”
“You’re too kind, Master.” Song Huaiming handed Master Quede the bank card he had prepared in advance. “There are two million in here as your fee. The password is six sixes. Sorry to trouble you with a special trip.”
“Not a problem, not a problem.”
Master Quede accepted the money and rose to leave.
Song Huaiming escorted him out. As they passed through the center of the lobby, he suddenly felt a gust of yin wind sweep past him, so cold it made him shiver.
Uneasy, he asked, “Master, are you sure the hotel’s problem has been solved?”
Master Quede looked displeased. “What? Are you questioning my ability?”
“I wouldn’t dare.” Seeing that Master Quede was angry, Song Huaiming immediately shut his mouth.
Master Quede gave a snort and said, “Don’t worry. My skills are famous in our circle. No evil spirit would dare stir up trouble in my presence.
“If I say there’s no problem, then your hotel definitely has no problem.”
The moment he finished speaking, a creaking sound came from overhead.
In the next second, the enormous crystal chandelier on the domed ceiling of the lobby suddenly snapped and came crashing straight down at the people below.
Everyone was horrified, but it was already too late to run. They all froze where they stood in terror.
Master Quede hurriedly raised a barrier, shielding himself and the others present.
However, what he excelled at was physiognomy and feng shui. His Daoist Magic was weak, and the barrier was fairly fragile. Although it softened the impact of the crystal chandelier, it still failed to stop all of it.
After the barrier shattered, the chandelier was knocked flying, and the glass shards that burst and scattered everywhere still injured several of the people present.
Master Quede had been standing closest to the crystal chandelier, and his face and hands were cut in quite a few places by the shattered glass.
Everyone else had only minor injuries, barely worth mentioning.
After a brush with death, the lingering fear would be enough to haunt anyone for years.
Song Huaiming steadied himself and looked at Master Quede. “Master, didn’t you say all the hotel’s problems had already been resolved? Then why did the crystal chandelier suddenly fall for no reason?”
Master Quede’s expression was grim as well. He couldn’t understand it either. He had already adjusted the hotel’s feng shui, so why had something this unfortunate still happened?
He said, “I’m not sure of the exact reason either. I already checked just now, and there are no evil entities inside the hotel.
“I’ll go back and ask my seniors about it. Since you paid the offering money, I’ll definitely help you solve this matter.”
Master Quede was arrogant and charged high fees, but he wasn’t the kind of person to shirk responsibility with empty excuses.
Hearing that even Master Quede didn’t know the reason, Song Huaiming remembered what Xia Sheng had said last night and replied, “No need, Master. I know who can solve the problem at our hotel.”
Master Quede looked at him in surprise. “Who?”
“A girl around eighteen. I don’t know her name, only how to contact her.”
“An eighteen-year-old girl?” Master Quede let out a scornful laugh. “If even I can’t see the problem, what do you think a little girl can see?
“Your hotel’s issue won’t be easy to resolve. My advice is that you contact someone from the Mystic Studies Association.
“If possible, it would be best to invite Lan Chenghai, President Lan, in person. In the current Mystic Sect, the only ones more capable than me are him and a few of the Mystic Studies Association’s elders.”
But Song Huaiming said, “That Little Celestial Master can solve my problem.”
His tone was absolute, all the hesitation and uncertainty from before completely gone.
Seeing how certain he was, Master Quede grew somewhat curious about the Little Celestial Master Song Huaiming kept talking about. “Fine, then. Whenever you contact that Little Celestial Master and ask her to come, let me know too. I’d like to see just how capable this Little Celestial Master of yours really is.”
Song Huaiming knew his words had offended Master Quede, but he had no other choice.
He took out his phone and called Xia Sheng.
It rang a few times before the call connected.
The instant it did, before Song Huaiming could even speak, Xia Sheng said from the other end, “I’m coming over now. One minute. Wait a moment.”
Song Huaiming was stunned.
He hadn’t said a single thing yet. Where exactly was this Little Celestial Master coming to?
Master Quede, standing nearby, couldn’t help frowning too.
One minute?
Could this girl have already been somewhere nearby?
Before he could think it through, in the very next instant, a slender, cool-looking figure appeared out of thin air in everyone’s sight.
The sight of a living person suddenly materializing right in front of them shocked everyone.
Song Huaiming asked, “Little Celestial Master, where did you come from?”
“The south gate of A University,” Xia Sheng replied succinctly.
Song Huaiming was even more shaken.
A University was over twenty kilometers away from their hotel. Driving there through the city would take at least half an hour, yet this Little Celestial Master had appeared before them in the blink of an eye.
Song Huaiming pressed on, “Little Celestial Master, what method did you use to get here?”
Before Xia Sheng could answer, Master Quede said, “Just a Teleportation Talisman, that’s all. She probably bought it from President Lan.”