Dragon Proud Heaven × Brainless Cannon Fodder
There were many people near the fortune-telling stall, mostly elderly men and women out for their daily exercise or walks. Although the government states that feudal superstitions are not advisable, some people treat fortune-tellers as therapists.
It is an affordable psychologist for the Chinese public.
“Yuanxiao, is that system behaving?” Shen Wenbai took out a mango, bit a hole in it, and sucked on it vigorously, much like a leech feeding on blood.
[Behaving, exceptionally well.] Yuanxiao quite liked this little sidekick; it was obedient and capable, especially when it came to gathering information, it was top-notch.
Shen Wenbai nodded and continued eating his mango.
The first guest of the day arrived. Two hundred yuan and a birth date were placed on the table, and she began to pour out her grievances.
“Master, why is my son unwilling to get married? He looks decent and earns eighteen thousand a month, so why can’t he find a girlfriend?”
“He has a girlfriend. Congratulations! In the future, you can firmly suppress your rival, and she will have to call you Mom.” After saying this, Shen Wenbai wiped his hands with a wet tissue.
“What on earth?” The lady’s permed hair seemed to smoke, indicating just how angry she was at that moment. “Aha, so that is it, Xiao Meili. You could not beat me so you are going after my son? Just you wait!”
She stormed off to pick a fight.
[Host, you were amazing; you earned the money. Unfortunately, this lady is going to fail; her son and his old sweetheart are a predestined match.] The fortune-telling system was called Guagua, and according to it, its fortune-telling was truly top-tier.
The first member of the Dragon Proud Heaven harem approached: willow-thin waist, long legs, and a full, upright chest. She swayed her hips as she walked, exuding charm in every step.
“I heard you are very skilled. My grandfather is in a coma, and I would like to invite you to take a look.” Liu Ruyan’s face was filled with worry. She knew the chances were slim, but her grandfather’s condition was so urgent that the doctors were helpless, and she had no choice but to rely on metaphysics.
“Alright, lead the way.” Shen Wenbai stood up and followed her. Liu Ruyan was a beauty with a hot figure, curvy and voluptuous—exactly the type of beauty in a Dragon Proud Heaven protagonist’s eyes.
Upon arriving, Shen Wenbai saw that Old Master Liu had been cursed with a falling head black magic, which was easy to break.
“Give me five minutes.”
Before Liu Ruyan could speak, a second-generation scion barged in with his entourage. “Ruyan! If you listen to me, this person is just a con artist. We must believe in science.”
Lin Xi glanced coldly at Shen Wenbai, who was standing there.
Liu Ruyan’s expression turned sour.
“Shut up. I have seen every doctor in Jiangcheng, and no one can save Grandfather.”
“Since you say I am a con artist, let us make a bet,” Shen Wenbai stared at Lin Xi with interest. A Shamate spouse, a new skin—a rare find indeed.
“Fine! If I win, you crawl between my legs and leave Jiangcheng forever, never to return.” Lin Xi folded his arms across his chest and glared provocatively at Shen Wenbai.
Shen Wenbai laughed. “Deal. I accept. But what if you lose?”
“If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me. How about that?” Lin Xi’s demeanor was haughty, as if he did not believe he could lose.
“Agreed.” Shen Wenbai walked over to Old Master Liu, waved his hands over the old man’s face twice, and caused the person who had cast the curse to die. Once the caster was dead, the curse was broken.
In less than two minutes, Old Master Liu woke up.
Old Master Liu waking up meant Lin Xi had lost. This bet could not be reneged upon, otherwise, he would be reviled, and the Lin family could not afford the humiliation.
Lin Xi glared at Shen Wenbai, unconvinced. “I keep my word.”
Shen Wenbai nodded. “That is good. Then pick a good date to marry me!”
Upon hearing this, not only was Lin Xi stunned, but Old Master Liu and Liu Ruyan were even more surprised. This person must be out of his mind! How dare he propose marriage to the young master of the Liu family! They were both men.
“In your dreams! You shameless jerk!” Lin Xi stamped his feet in anger.
“Why am I shameless?”
Lin Xi pointed at himself. “Take a look at yourself! You are short and fat, like a pig’s head. I would never marry a man like you.”
Shen Wenbai pulled out a mirror to check his face. He was 192 cm tall, weighed 80 kg, and had top-tier looks. How was he short and fat?
“Lin Xi, you have gone too far. The Master was just joking with you.” Liu Ruyan was indignant. Shen Wenbai had just saved her grandfather; how could he be insulted by Lin Xi like this?
“Hehe, he was just joking too. I do not mind.” Shen Wenbai shrugged, appearing calm on the surface, but inwardly he was biting his teeth in anger, planning to settle the score in the bedroom later.
Liu Ruyan looked at Shen Wenbai, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes. Shen Wenbai’s unpretentious and dignified attitude was truly impressive.
“Old Master Liu has recovered. How should the reward be paid?” Shen Wenbai asked Liu Ruyan for money; he could not work for free.
“It has already been transferred to you.” Liu Ruyan arranged for her assistant to send the money, feeling a bit sour inside. Such a great beauty was standing right here, yet the Master only cared about money.
Shen Wenbai swiped his phone, watching the amount in the bank transfer, his heart blooming with joy. Money, the more, the better.
The bad cat was a rich young master now, expensive to raise and in need of lots of money.
“Hmph.” Lin Xi snorted. “Stay away from me in the future, or do not blame me for being impolite.”
“Deal. I will stay away from you in the future.” As if.
Shen Wenbai agreed on the surface, but secretly planned to find opportunities to get close to Lin Xi, preferably negative distance contact.
“Master, do not mind him. He has been spoiled by his family. It is getting late, why not stay for a meal?” Liu Ruyan smiled at Shen Wenbai.
“Thank you, but I have urgent business to attend to. I must leave.”
Shen Wenbai shook his head, refusing Liu Ruyan’s invitation. Liu Ruyan’s gaze dimmed, but she quickly hid it.
She watched Shen Wenbai’s retreating back for a long time, unable to recover her senses.
“Has Yan’er taken a fancy to the Master?” Old Master Liu looked at his granddaughter’s dazed expression, feeling a bit worried. This Master seemed inscrutable and difficult to control.
“Grandfather, what nonsense are you talking about?”
Liu Ruyan looked away, not wanting her thoughts to be seen through by her grandfather. She had truly fallen for him.
Shen Wenbai returned to the bridge. Lin Xi would come looking for him soon, so he would wait for him there.
“Master, please help me look. Have I bumped into a ghost?” A man with panda eyes leaned in front of Shen Wenbai, crying and snotting.
“Mm, go get some offerings to apologize. Dancing on someone’s grave in the middle of the night, you must be tired of living.” As he said this, Shen Wenbai extended his index finger and poked the man between his eyebrows.
“Awoo!” The man with panda eyes wailed, and the Yin energy around him dissipated.
“Ah, I feel lighter. Thank you, Master.” After paying, the man turned to buy the offerings.
After taking one more fortune-telling commission to find a lost cat, Shen Wenbai packed up his things and headed home.
The landlady stood at the doorway at that moment, reaching out impatiently. “Next month’s rent.”
“I am not renting next month.” Shen Wenbai walked around her, unlocked his door, and entered.
“You really are.”
The landlady left in a huff. Today’s tenant was different from before; previously, this man’s gaze toward her had been lecherous and disgusting.