Chapter 22: Meeting the Man with the Purple and Gold Aura

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Shortly after Chi Shuyan returned home, she received a 21 million deposit receipt. 19 million was the balance, and the remaining 2 million was supposed to be a thank you for the medicine. She raised an eyebrow and curled her lips, that guy is pretty upbeat.

After a few days practicing at home, she was about to go to the herbal shop to re-purchase when a phone call came.

“Master Chi, how could you not tell me I would be short-lived?” Su Yeran was worked up on the other end of the phone.

It turned out that Chi Shuyan’s words a few days ago greatly frightened Yang Hongsheng that he quickly started scouring for medicinal herbs to replenish his body. This matter naturally reached the ears of the brothers, Su Yeran and Zhou Kunxiong. After Su Yeran and Zhou Kunxiong’s joint incessant interrogation, Yang Hongsheng was forced to tell the truth, that he would be short-lived. The two brothers were immediately terrified, especially Zhou Kunxiong who was possessed by the female ghost and was tainted with more yin energy. If Yang Hongsheng had lost several months of life, then so did he; and much longer.

If it wasn’t for Zhou Kunxiong’s frailty plus his unfamiliarity with Chi Shuyan, he would have already driven over even if it killed him. So, he could only urge Su Yeran to call Chi Shuyan.

Chi Shuyan could only reply helplessly, “… In fact, you’ll lose 10 days of life at most.” Is 10 days a lot? It wasn’t even a month.

“That’s not the case, Master Chi, 10 days, ahhhh. Life span is something that no amount of money can buy. But one more day, you can earn.” Su Yeran said in distress, “Master Chi, I don’t want to die early. I’d like to ask if I can use the prescription you gave my second brother.” Who would think he had lived too long?

Chi Shuyan reassured, “Of course you can.” After her reply, Su Yeran paused, as if someone was beside him, urging him to do something.

“By the way, Master Chi, how many birthdays will my big brother lose?” Su Yeran asked immediately after, looking at the apprehensive and anxious Zhou Kunxiong beside him.

“Not much, just two years.” Chi Shuyan pinned the phone beside her ear while putting on her shoes at the entrance, and suddenly heard a thump coming from the phone, sounding like a glass hitting the table heavily.

“What’s wrong?” Chi Shuyan asked in confusion.

The moment Zhou Kunxiong heard two years, he almost lost his soul. He could no longer care about anything and smashed the glass in his hand down, and snatched the phone from Su Yeran. “Master Chi, I will lose more lifespan than they will. Can you prescribe me a higher grade medicine? Money is not a problem. You name it, anything that can keep me alive a little longer.”

Chi Shuyan: “…” So, there is someone else around.

“Master Chi, what do you think?” Zhou Kunxiong probably also realized his outburst, so he restrained himself and asked cautiously.

Chi Shuyan smiled and said, “You both take that medicine. You are too weak now to take too much tonic. The loss outweighs the gain. Also, don’t go to those kinds of places with heavy yin energy anymore.”

Zhou Kunxiong nodded his head. After doing so, he realized his foolish mistake, since she couldn’t see him at all. He glared at the smirking Su Yeran beside him, and replied gratefully, “Yes, yes, we will certainly comply with your wishes and thank you for saving us last time. In the future, if there’s anything we can do for Master Chi, you must never be polite.” Although he hadn’t seen it, he also knew Chi Shuyan’s ability from the Zhou family, Su Yeran, and the others’ depiction of this Master capturing ghosts.

Chi Shuyan exchanged a few final words with Zhou Kunxiong and hung up.

Weishang Herb Shop

Chi Shuyan was in high spirits because of her bulging purse, so she directly went to one of the largest medicinal herb shops in Fuzhou, Weishang Herb Shop, which was located on a street lined with hundreds of herb shops.

“Hello, are there any medicinal herbs you fancy?” The sales lady at the counter asked politely.

Chi Shuyan shook her head. “I’ll take a look around.”

The sales lady at the counter remained polite and said smilingly, “Okay, take your time picking.” But there was no impatience at all.

“Welcome.” The receptionist lady at the door bowed and greeted.

Several young men then walked in, and the sales lady at the counter instantly brightened up.

“Young Master Qi, this is the largest herbal shop in Fuzhou. Leave whatever you want to buy to me.” A young man flattered to please.

“Go, go, go, I’ll naturally pay for any medicinal herbs that Young Master Qi wants. It’s also considered doing my part as the host.” Another older middle-aged man pushed the younger man aside.

Zhu Bocheng watched this group of people scrambling to pay for Qi Zhenbai, and politely and distantly declined: “On behalf of Young Master Qi, thank you all for your kindness, but we won’t bother you paying for this. Moreover, Young Master Qi likes silence, so you’d better cut the crap.”

After Zhu Bocheng spoke, the few influential families of Fuzhou that were following behind them all shut their mouths.

Hearing the commotion, Chi Shuyan subconsciously looked up and saw the man in the middle of the group at once, akin to the bright moon surrounded by a myriad of stars, and was momentarily stunned.

The tall, imposing man was wearing an ironed, dark blue suit without tie. His hair was meticulously styled with hair gel – exposing his thick brows and deep eyes; cold and profound handsome face; skin so fair and almost pale; high nose; and diamond-shaped thin lips as bright red as blood. His beauty was the definition of picture-perfect. His eyes were profoundly light. Nothing seemed to enter his eyes; it was as if he was looking down on the whole world.

If he was simply a beauty, Chi Shuyan wouldn’t have been so disoriented. But there was rather a cloud of purple and gold aura lingering around the man, with the crown of his head almost shaded with purple aura. At first sight of a figure of such precious and unspeakable destiny, Chi Shuyan’s eyes almost fell out, wanting badly to rub herself against that purple aura. That purple aura was like a magnet right now. Before Chi Shuyan could react, her legs moved on their own, wanting to stick herself to his body. Fortunately, she still had some sense left and stopped about a meter away from him. Otherwise, she’d really have taken advantage of someone for neither rhyme nor reason. That man wasn’t to be trifled with no matter which angle to look. She might have become the first woman to take a day trip to the police station for taking advantage of a man.

Chi Shuyan felt embarrassed. While her eyes purred and turned as she thought her hardest on how to withdraw her gaze that was glued to the man’s body, she was arrested by Zhu Bocheng. “Little girl, your eyes are straight and you’re drooling.” Then, on his side, he whispered to Qi Zhenbai deeply moved: “Young Master Qi, your charm, tsk-tsk… It’s even better than before. Look at that little girl staring at you – She can barely walk and her eyes are deadly stuck to you, admire-admire!” Zhu Bocheng paused and then touched his face: “My looks are obviously not bad and all the girls who chase me can form a company, but every time I stand with you, I’m always treated like a backdrop. It’s really infuriating.”

“Mind your own business!” Chi Shuyan scowled at Zhu Bocheng and murmured in her heart, I’m not a nymphomaniac. But looking at the shining purple aura around the tall man next to him, she still secretly swallowed her saliva, dying to hug him.

Rebuffed for the first time, Zhu Bocheng began to doubt life: … When did I become so unattractive?

Qi Zhenbai has been impassive, but seeing the deflated Zhu Bocheng, a rare arc rose on his lips. But Zhu Bocheng revived after drawing a breath. He patted his chest and immediately threw a “kid, don’t you dare smile” look. He was a masculine guy, but he’d be bent, let alone the bystanders.

Qi Zhenbai normally didn’t pay attention to his looks. No matter how good one looked, it would eventually fade. And now, he gave the person beside him a sidelong glance while ignoring the many eyes projected on him, his face somewhat frosty and indifferent: “Jealous? You can get plastic surgery. But if it’s just you? Plastic surgery is useless!”

Zhu Bocheng: “…” Why does it feel like he was injured and stabbed yet again?

Chi Shuyan suppressed her desire to hug the man in front of her, and with difficulty, shifted her gaze and set her eyes on the herbs she needed. When she saw the ginseng, her eyes lit up as she said, “I want this.” The two spoke in unison.

Qi Zhenbai was startled. He took a glance at Chi Shuyan beside him, pursed diamond-shaped, red lips, and in a low, cold voice, said, “Excuse me, can I have this ginseng?”