The Villain's Mom Becomes Famous for Fortune-Telling and Gossip Ch. 52

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"I..." He looked to Green Hair for help, "I didn't do anything stupid just now, right?"

Green Hair hesitated for a moment before slowly shaking his head.

Well, if clinging to the wall like a gecko and looking around everywhere wasn't a stupid thing, then no, he didn't do anything.

Zhou Yu sighed in relief, carefully glancing at Yu Yuan, and cleared his throat. "Ahem... Master Yu, how did you get here?"

Yu Yuan finished her chips and then pulled out a box of octopus balls from her bag. "If I hadn't come, you would've been done for today."

Her voice was lethargic, lazily lifting her eyelids. "Didn't I say you should soak up some sun? How come you came here to get some instead?"

Zhou Yu: "..."

That excuse was too embarrassing, and he really didn't want to explain!

Luckily, Yu Yuan didn't expect him to explain. Seeing that everyone's face now had bright red slap marks and were waking up, she said, "Since you're all awake, let's go."

"Master, wait!" Zhou Yu stopped Yu Yuan's path. "Master, we still have one person missing!"

"I know," Yu Yuan bypassed Zhou Yu, her mouth crunching on the chips, "The people looking for him will arrive soon. Just have them look toward the rooftop."

"The rooftop?" Zhou Yu froze for a moment, recalling the rumors about the girl who jumped from the building. His tense heart slowly relaxed. "Okay, as long as we know where Lu Yan is! I'll inform the Lu family later."

"No," Yu Yuan interrupted him, pointing at Huang Mao. "Let him tell them. You come with me. I came to find you."

"Find me?" Zhou Yu couldn't hide his excitement and rubbed his hands together. "Master, what do you need me for? Whatever it is, I'll go through fire and water to help you out!"

Tang Xiangbei pricked up his ears.

Why did this sound so familiar? Wasn't his brother saying the exact same thing to Master Yu earlier?!

"No need to go through fire and water." Yu Yuan reached out and grabbed something from the air. Immediately, the shadow that had been looming over the old school district lightened, and she now held something dark and struggling in her hand.

Yu Yuan shoved the object into her pouch and continued, "But I do have one thing I need your help with..."

As they walked further, Tang Xiangbei and his brothers caught up, hearing Master Yu ask, "Didn't you recently buy a guesthouse? That place has a good location, and the feng shui is great. If possible, I'd like to buy it from you and turn it into a temple for my family's ancestor."

"Of course," Yu Yuan emphasized, "The price is negotiable."

If it was too expensive, she could always go to the rooftop, bring down her biological brother's body, and exchange it for a lot of money.

Zhou Yu's head was now buzzing.

Master Yu wanted to buy the small, rundown guesthouse under his management?

Suddenly, he had a bold idea. "Master, the price is negotiable, but could I make other requests?"

Yu Yuan had recently checked out several houses, but only Zhou Yu's guesthouse was up to standard. She definitely couldn't let her family's ancestor live in a small storage room every day.

"Sure, as long as it's not illegal or immoral."

"This will definitely not be illegal or immoral!" Zhou Yu's eyes lit up, and he casually brushed his hair, crossing his hands in front of his chest with a slight blush on his ears.

Just when Tang Xiangbei thought he was about to do something, he heard him hesitate and mumble, "Master Yu, would you take me as a disciple?"

Not only was Tang Xiangbei stunned, but Yu Yuan was also a bit surprised. "You want to become my disciple?"

"Yes, yes!" Zhou Yu nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at food. "I've been interested in ghosts and spirits since I was a kid. Although I might not have much talent, I'll definitely study hard!"

He raised his right hand with three fingers pointed to the sky, swearing earnestly, his face full of hope.

Yu Yuan imagined her ancestor's living conditions and then glanced at the talentless young man in front of her. The balance in her heart shifted.

It was all for her ancestor's living conditions, after all. He probably wouldn't reject a wealthy second-generation disciple with a big house but no real talent, right?

But right now, she didn't really have any mentor-disciple bond with Zhou Yu...

"You can become my disciple, but you'll need to try for a month. After a month, if our bond as master and disciple is meant to be, you can formally join my school."

Without a second thought, Zhou Yu knelt down. "Zhou Yu understands, please accept this bow from your disciple!"

Just like that, he was now Master Yu's disciple? Tang Xiangbei watched in shock from the side.

He frantically pointed at himself. "Master, although we don't have a guesthouse, my family has a lot of real estate, we have everything! Would you like to check it out before making a decision?"

Zhou Yu shoved him aside, bowed respectfully to Yu Yuan, and smiled. "Master, since I'm the disciple of your ancestor, why don't I take care of the ancestor's temple matters?"

Yu Yuan finally understood the benefits of being an absentee landlord. "Then it's up to you."

"Got it!"

Huang Mao and Green Hair stayed behind to wait for the Lu family, while Zhou Yu took Yu Yuan to the guesthouse, and Tang Xiangbei followed unwillingly.

By the time Master Fang had finished his meal and arrived at the old school district, Lu Yan, who had been thrashing around on the rooftop, was already subdued and dragged down. He now lay on the ground, pale, breathing more in than out, his foot already halfway in the grave.

Master Fang didn't rush to save him, instead, he walked around the school first. When he saw that the vengeful spirit he intended to capture for refining had disappeared, his expression darkened immediately.

He turned to the two small-time thugs with dyed hair behind him and barked, "Did anyone come here just now? Where's that vengeful spirit? Do you know how many people will die if that spirit is set loose?!"

Huang Mao and Green Hair had no idea what was going on. They could see that the Lu family treated this middle-aged man in the long robe with great respect, but now this same man had turned to yell at them, causing their legs to turn weak.

"A... a vengeful spirit?" Huang Mao's face turned pale. At such a young age, he had already learned what "being forced into a corner" meant.

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