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From morning until noon, after finally finishing the cleaning, just as she was about to take a sip of water and rest, a young woman in her twenties with a delicate appearance appeared at the door. "Excuse me, is Mr. Li here?"
"May I ask who you are?"
"My name is Ye Mengyao. I'm here to see Mr. Li."
Li Chengfeng was somewhat surprised; his grandfather had retired from helping others with matters of yin and yang for many years, yet someone still sought him out.
"If I'm not mistaken, you’re looking for my grandfather regarding your father, right?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Mengyao looked slightly taken aback. "How did you know?"
Li Chengfeng's guess was correct; Ye Mengyao had indeed come to find Li Tiancheng for her father.
Two years ago, Ye Mengyao's father suddenly woke up one day to find himself blind for reasons unknown.
In an effort to treat her father, the the Ye Family had consulted numerous medical experts. Strangely enough, all tests came back normal, yet his eyes showed no signs of improvement.
After two years of treatment and spending a fortune, Ye Gucheng's eyesight remained unchanged.
Just a few days ago, Ye Mengyao learned from the old Chinese medicine practitioner Kuang Guohua that her father's condition might not be an ordinary ailment and that regular doctors were powerless against it. She was advised to seek out Li Tiancheng at Suiyuan Hall.
For half a month, Ye Mengyao had come to Suiyuan Hall every day, but unfortunately, the shop remained closed. Today, she finally managed to catch it open, only to meet Li Chengfeng.
Ye Mengyao fixed her complex gaze on Li Chengfeng and asked with a hint of skepticism in her voice, "Can you really cure my father's eyes? If you can't, there's no charge; if you can, at least 2000 yuan." Li Chengfeng wiggled two fingers in response.
Ye Mengyao didn't fully believe what Li Chengfeng said but thought that since Li Tiancheng was his grandfather, she said seriously, "If you can cure my father, I'll give you 100,000."
For Li Chengfeng, who had just graduated from university, 100,000 yuan was an astronomical sum; he had never seen so much money before.
After they reached an agreement, Ye Mengyao drove Li Chengfeng to her home.
As soon as they arrived at the the Ye Family house and changed into slippers, a voice came from the room: "Mengyao, why did you bring a beggar home?"
Ye Mengyao's aunt Ye Wushuang came down the stairs. "Auntie, he is the First Feng Shui Master; I brought him to check on Dad's eyes."
Li Chengfeng suppressed the anger boiling within him, changed his shoes, and turned to Ye Mengyao. "Miss Ye, since your family doesn't welcome me, I think it's best to let this matter go."
Ye Mengyao did not try to stop him, as she never believed that Li Chengfeng could cure her father's eyes.
Just as Li Chengfeng was about to leave, a voice called out, "Stop! Is the the Ye Family a place you can come and go as you please? You’ve dirtied these slippers, and they cost 200 yuan. You must compensate for them. You haven't earned a penny, and now you want to pay 200 yuan out of your own pocket?"
Li Chengfeng's expression darkened instantly. At that moment, Ye Mengyao impatiently said, "Aunt, no matter what, he is someone I brought here. Let him go."
Ye Wushuang's face was filled with reluctance. "Get lost, you filthy beggar! If you come back to swindle us again, I'll break your legs!"
Li Chengfeng refrained from retaliating with harsh words because he understood that it would be pointless at that moment. Angrily, he turned to leave.
Just then, a BMW drove into the the Ye Family courtyard. The car door slowly opened, and a man in a long blue robe, over fifty years old, stepped out.
Upon seeing the man, Ye Wushuang's angry expression transformed into one of joy as she hurriedly walked up to him. "Master Hu, you finally arrived."
Li Chengfeng was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected to encounter Hu Yansong here.
Hu Yansong was not an ordinary person; he was the vice president of the Qingzhou Fengshui Association and often appeared on various shows discussing feng shui and wellness.
Ye Wushuang invited Hu Yansong into the villa. As they passed the entrance, Hu Yansong noticed the slippers on the ground and smiled kindly. "Miss Ye, I’ll change my slippers; otherwise, I might dirty the floor."
"Master Hu, you’re being too polite. It’s our honor for you to visit the the Ye Family. Don’t worry about dirtying the floor; even if you dirty the ceiling, it would still be a blessing for us."
Li Chengfeng felt extremely awkward while also seething with anger; this family truly had a narrow view.
Ye Wushuang glanced at Li Chengfeng beside her and rolled her eyes in mockery. "See? This is a true feng shui master. Why don’t you take a look at yourself in the mirror? You haven’t even grown up yet and dare to call yourself 'The First Feng Shui Master.'"
At that moment, Hu Yansong also looked at Li Chengfeng. He said nothing but his gaze was filled with disdain; his lips curled slightly in a sneer.
Li Chengfeng felt speechless and was about to leave when another voice came from inside the villa: "Master Hu, thank you for coming all this way. Please forgive our lack of proper greeting."
Ye Gucheng emerged from the villa with the help of a maid and exchanged pleasantries with Hu Yansong.
Li Chengfeng turned his gaze toward Ye Gucheng and couldn't help but feel astonished.
Ye Gucheng's eyes were shrouded in a mass of black mist, and his neck was entwined with the same dark energy. Black mist also enveloped his right leg and chest.
At this moment, he realized that the reason for Ye Gucheng's sudden blindness was far from simple; no amount of hospital visits would cure him.
The black mist wrapping around his neck and right leg, as well as the one around his chest, precisely at the location of his lungs, suggested that trouble would soon follow.
Ye Wushuang, seeing Li Chengfeng still frozen in place, said with irritation, "You filthy beggar, why aren't you leaving?"
"I'm leaving now, but before I go, I want to say a couple of things."
Li Chengfeng turned to Ye Mengyao, his expression serious. "Miss Ye, I assume this is your father? Within three days, your father's leg, lungs, and neck will definitely have problems."
Ye Mengyao was furious; she never expected Li Chengfeng to say such things. She shouted angrily, "I didn't ask you to treat my father! You dare curse him? Get out now, or I'll break your legs and tear your filthy mouth apart!"
Li Chengfeng felt helpless; he was merely trying to offer a warning but was treated as if he had cursed them.
Returning to Suiyuan Hall, he didn't dwell on the incident. He spent two days there, with people coming and going. Whenever they saw a young man inside, they would turn and leave.
Feeling quite helpless, Li Chengfeng sat in an armchair fiddling with his phone when he stumbled upon a news article: five boys from a primary school in Qingzhou had drowned while bathing at Qingcheng Reservoir.
Three days had passed since then, and the bodies had yet to be found. The search and rescue team continued their efforts. The loss of two young lives was truly heartbreaking. Just as Li Chengfeng felt a pang of sympathy, a young couple with tear-streaked faces walked into Suiyuan Hall.
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