I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

"Keep your eyes peeled! If even a single fly gets into this yard and disturbs your sister-in-law, I'll skin you alive and make shoes out of you!"

The Land Rover Defender had just come to a stop in front of the villa when Qian Wanda's raspy voice rang out.

He pointed at the bodyguards left at the door while glancing at the villa's French windows every now and then, his expression fierce and his movements exaggerated like a circus clown.

The living room was filled with the aroma of medicine.

Qin Feng sat on the sofa, toying with the warm, smooth jade pestle in his hand, looking out the window, feeling a little amused.

Hearing the shouts outside, Su Qingxue shrank back nervously.

"Brother Feng, why is Boss Qian so angry?"

"Only those with a guilty conscience have a loud voice." Qin Feng casually tossed a black aconite root into the grinder. "He's putting on an act for me. With that kind of acting skill, it's a shame he doesn't win an Oscar."

As they were talking, Qian Wanda had already trotted into the house.

He deliberately stomped his foot forcefully at the door, as if to stomp away all the bad luck, before putting on a standard fawning smile and getting close to Qin Feng.

"Master Qin! It's done!"

Qian Wanda took out a handkerchief and wiped non-existent sweat from his forehead, then began his report in a vivid and detailed manner:

"You didn't see it, Su Wenbin's face turned green when he saw the wreaths! He vomited blood like a fountain, staining the eulogy you wrote red!"

"I was standing right next to him, and I almost couldn't help but applaud him!"

He spoke with great enthusiasm, completely forgetting that he had slipped away faster than a rabbit at the ICU entrance.

Su Qingxue felt relieved after hearing this.

The wicked will be punished by the wicked; this ending is truly gratifying.

Qin Feng remained calm, and only after Qian Wanda finished speaking with great enthusiasm did he slowly pick up his teacup and blow away the foam.

"Spitting blood from anger is a bit of an exaggeration."

"However, since Young Master Su was so angry, there must be another reason besides this wreath, right?"

"For example... financial loss?"

Qian Wanda's smile suddenly froze.

He was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up, his expression exaggerated: "Amazing! Mr. Qin, you're truly amazing! I'm completely convinced!"

"I just overheard something," Qian Wanda said in a low voice, speaking mysteriously.

"It seems Su Wenbin was swindled out of a full 50 million! He was smashing things in his hospital room, yelling that he wanted to have the swindler torn to pieces. Tsk tsk, 50 million, this young master Su is quite something, still able to give money away while lying in the ICU."

"Fifty million...that's no small sum." Qin Feng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound.

Each strike felt like a blow to Qian Wanda's heart.

"Old Qian."

Qin Feng leaned slightly forward.

His gaze suddenly sharpened, piercing Qian Wanda's darting little eyes: "Think about it, at this critical juncture, who has the ability and the guts to swindle Su Wenbin out of fifty million? And make him obediently hand over the money?"

Qian Wanda felt his throat go dry, and his smile became strained: "This... how would I know? Scammers these days are so sophisticated. Maybe it's... an online scam? I heard the technology in northern Myanmar is evolving quite rapidly."

"Online scam?"

Qin Feng chuckled, his laughter tinged with mockery.

"The only person who could make Su Wenbin willingly hand over money at that time last night was the one who promised to kill me."

Qin Feng stared at Qian Wanda, his tone suddenly becoming more serious: "Perhaps it's that old Taoist priest you personally 'drowned' in the river."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Qian Wanda felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head, and the warmth he had just exclaimed outside vanished instantly.

The back of his shirt was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

His mind went blank.

Does Master Qin know?

impossible!

The old Taoist priest's limbs were all broken; only heaven and earth know the truth about this!

"Mr. Qin, are you kidding me?"

Qian Wanda forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace, his voice trembling slightly. "That cement bucket... I watched it being sealed! It was C50 cement, and it hardened like a rock in ten minutes! That old bastard had all his limbs broken, and I personally watched Lei Hu pour it in, watched the bucket sink!"

To bolster his credibility, he patted his chest forcefully: "If he's still alive and swindling money, he must have turned into a ghost!"

Qin Feng said nothing.

He just quietly looked at Qian Wanda.

With a thought, the [Divine Eye for Observing Treasures] was activated.

Swish!

Lines of golden data appeared above Qian Wanda's head.

[Target: Qian Wanda]

[Current state: Extreme panic, anxiety, adrenaline surge.]

[Internal anomaly: Deep within the blood vessels on the back of the right hand, a brownish worm the size of a grain of rice (Miao Jiang Zi Gu) lurks.]

[Gu Insect Status: Active. Stimulated by the host's fear and accelerated blood flow, it is swimming joyfully, sucking the host's life essence.]

[Source determined: Fed with Lingxuzi's essence and blood.]

Speaking of which...

That Lingxuzi is quite a talent; even with his limbs severed like that, he can still devise schemes to harm people. It seems that the evil cultivators of Qingcheng Mountain do indeed have some tricks up their sleeves.

The so-called 50 million yuan scam has a closed logical loop.

The old Taoist priest didn't die; he could even make phone calls to scam money.

However, since the Gu worms have nothing to do with the Su family, we don't need to worry about them for now.

It's still unknown whether the old Taoist priest will survive this winter.

Qin Feng looked at Qian Wanda, who was sweating profusely and on the verge of collapse, and weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Expose him?

No need.

Keeping Qian Wanda, this tool who works even harder out of guilt and fear, is easier than replacing him with a more obedient one.

"call……"

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze, the sharpness in his eyes dissipated, and he returned to his lazy demeanor.

"Oh? Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Qin Feng smiled slightly, picked up his teacup and took a sip: "I suppose that old Taoist priest had already swindled money before coming here to die. After all, with the Su family's young master's IQ, it's not surprising that he was slaughtered like a pig."

Upon hearing this, Qian Wanda breathed a sigh of relief.

His legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, nodding his head like he was pounding garlic:

"Yes, yes, yes! That must be it! That old bastard is insatiable; he must have swindled money first before coming here! Master Qin is brilliant! It's a pity he didn't live to spend all that money; it was all used to feed the fish!"

As he spoke, he secretly wiped his sweat with his sleeve.

That's terrifying.

Talking to Master Qin is more tiring than negotiating with the King of Hell.

To prevent Qin Feng from dwelling on the topic, Qian Wanda's eyes darted around nervously, trying to find a new subject.

Suddenly, he noticed the mountain of medicinal herbs piled up on the coffee table.

That nine-leaf Paris polyphylla, that box of saffron, and all sorts of grass roots and tree bark whose names I don't know.

"Oh dear! Mr. Qin, are you preparing medicine?"

Qian Wanda exclaimed exaggeratedly, his voice rising eight octaves: "So many precious medicinal herbs! Just the smell alone tells you they're extraordinary! Are you trying to refine Laozi's elixir of immortality?!"

Qin Feng ignored his flattery and continued grinding the medicinal powder in his hand: "This is for Qingxue, to treat her face."

Treatment for facial problems?

Qian Wanda glanced at Su Qingxue, who was standing next to him with her head down.

Although her hair covered most of her face, the small portion of her chin and neck that was exposed was so white it glowed, like the finest mutton fat jade.

If this face were healed...

Qian Wanda's eyes darted around, then he suddenly slapped his thigh: "That's right, Master Qin! Speaking of medicinal herbs, I suddenly remembered something incredibly important!"

He took two steps closer, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously, "Three days from now! In the western suburbs, there's an underground black market auction!"

Qin Feng's hands didn't stop moving: "Black market? What do they sell? If it's just ordinary antiques and calligraphy, I'm not interested."

"This is no ordinary product!"

Qian Wanda panicked and hurriedly gestured, "Those are genuine raw materials, contraband, and... rare and precious herbs! To create hype, the organizers deliberately leaked information saying that one of the final auction items is a miraculous medicine harvested from the cliffs of the Kunlun Mountains!"

Qin Feng paused slightly in the jade pestle in his hand.

Kunlun Mountains?

precipice?

Seeing that Qin Feng had reacted, Qian Wanda offered up his treasures even more enthusiastically:

"I have my own network of connections, and I've already found out. It's a thousand-year-old snow lotus! And it's the kind that has already gained sentience, growing in an ice crevice—a top-grade specimen! The rumors outside are incredible; they say this thing can bring the dead back to life, and heal even the most fragile soul! The starting bid is set at one hundred million!"

Thousand-year-old snow lotus!

Qin Feng suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

The only flaw of the incomplete formula for the [Heavenly Physician's Divine Complexion Cream] displayed in the system shop is the lack of the core ingredient—the essence of the thousand-year-old snow lotus.

If ordinary snow lotus is used as a substitute, the medicinal effect will be greatly reduced. Although it can detoxify, it cannot achieve the system's promise of "skin as smooth as ice and bones, and eternal youth".

If Su Qingxue is to undergo a complete transformation, this thousand-year-old snow lotus is indispensable!

Qin Feng turned his head and looked at Su Qingxue, who was still concentrating on fanning the fire with a palm leaf fan beside him.

She didn't seem to realize what this medicinal herb meant to her.

She only felt Qin Feng's gaze, so she raised her head, revealing a pair of clear, watery eyes, and gave a silly smile.

Qin Feng sighed inwardly.

Is this the terrifying aspect of SSS-level Phoenix Fate?

As soon as something was missing, someone immediately brought a pillow to its mouth.

This luck is simply phenomenal.

"Was that rumor spread to lure people in?" Qin Feng asked calmly.

"Whether it's fishing or not, that thing definitely exists." Qian Wanda patted his chest to assure them. "This time, it's not just people from our Chuandu; I heard even big shots from Yanjing are coming, apparently also after this herb."

Yanjing?

Qin Feng was taken aback.

interesting.

I wonder if there are any members of the Su family here.

Qin Feng poured the ground medicine powder into a porcelain bowl, patted the residue off his hands, and his eyes were full of unwavering determination.

"Old Qian, get me two admission tickets."

He stood up, walked to the French windows, and looked towards the western suburbs.

I have to go to this auction.

"Also, I need to borrow some money from you."

Qian Wanda thumped his chest loudly:

"Mr. Qin, you're being too polite. What's this 'borrowing' nonsense?! What's mine is yours!"