He stood and openly addressed the Immaculate Taoist Master:"Master's comprehension of this site's geomancy is truly profound and perspicacious. Please pardon my previous disrespect - I'm humbly in awe."Seeing Justin's capitulation, the Taoist naturally swelled with pride like a victorious rooster. "Well, it's good you youths can admit your mistakes. Mind your actions and words in the future. Know there are always higher heavens and greater men than yourself. But for Miss Ross' face, I'll overlook this incident. Don't offend other adepts - they won't be as kindhearted as I.""Hahaha, Master is indeed magnanimous. Please accept my junior's apologies," Justin fawned."Justin, remember to heed the Master's teachings and act prudently in future," Cole Ross admonished."Yes, but I've heard cultivators can exorcise ghosts and spirits. Never having witnessed a real ghost, could Master display his power and broaden my horizons?" Justin asked innocently.Only Mia noticed the glint of mischief
The child pointed to Justin, and all ghosts fixed their gaze upon him."Fuck, scared me to death," Justin thought, unnerved by the concerted dead stare. This was his first time seeing ghosts, and he didn't know their temperaments. If they went berserk and attacked together, he and everyone else here would be done for."Who are you? Why seek me out?" the scholarly ghost asked politely with a fist salute, taking Justin by surprise. Justin returned the gesture - courtesy demanded courtesy after all. And with the ghost being so polite, he dared not react badly, especially given his fear.As he opened his mouth to speak, he realized his mouthful of dirt was nearly gone. He quickly grabbed more, then addressed the ghosts:"Gentleman ghosts! By seniority, I should call you grandfathers, but as you died young, I'll call you seniors instead! Here's the thing - I've taken a liking to this auspicious fortune site, and want to build a theme park for children's amusement. This would occupy your t
Justin agreed it was reasonable and conveyed it to Cole Ross, who was overjoyed that the ghosts would vacate, saving his investment. He would happily build them a new cemetery elsewhere!Though unable to hear the ghosts, he shouted into the air: "Rest assured, I pledge to treat your remains respectfully. Once excavated, they will be properly reinterred in a new location. Absolutely no desecration!""You all heard that, right? No need to worry, no mistakes will occur. Start packing up and be gone by tonight - we start work tomorrow! No hauntings!" Justin confirmed."Don't worry, we understand. We'll leave immediately," the scholar ghost acknowledged before departing with the mob.With the ghosts' departure, the ominous atmosphere instantly lifted, replaced by a warm breeziness, as if the air itself had risen several degrees. The long obscured sun miraculously broke through the clouds.The abnormal phenomenon signaled the spirits' complete withdrawal. Justin had intended to give them mo
His question gave them all pause. It was true they'd never budgeted for something so advanced and speculative. Estimating the price was no simple matter."To be transparent, our capital is limited presently. But your project seems tremendously promising commercially if achievable. Don't worry about money too much - I can figure something out," Viper assured.Justin just smiled and shook his head at Viper's words."Big brother, I must be blunt - whatever funds you gather will be but a drop in the bucket for this project, completely useless. By my estimates, each car following my designs fully will cost around $90 million USD, nearing $100 million. Can you afford that?"Justin's figure shocked them speechless. They'd imagined $5-6 million at most, not over ten times higher!The price was indeed astronomical. Even if achievable, few would buy at such absurd costs. "Of course, that's for a precise replica per my blueprints. The supersonic car has more than just speed - it incorporates ar
Daring not disobey, Justin scurried to satisfy them, traumatized by his "18 levels of hell" experience. If this was enjoyment with multiple women, it was torture!He desperately wanted to rip the System from his mind and subject it to this ordeal. Agonizing misery!Little did he know the System was secretly laughing at his plight from a mental corner, highly entertained.After meekly fulfilling their demands, the girls finally relaxed. Truthfully, they hadn't been angry at all - just conspired to prank Justin for fun. Mission accomplished, they were elated!But Justin dared not linger in this human purgatory. He fled to old Mr. Rice's for treatment and a game of chess. The old man thrashed him match after match, provoking frustration - was everything against him today for being too handsome?Justin lamented, "No, my looks are innate! How can heaven and man both rage so?"Fortunately, old Mr. Rice eventually released him and Justin fled the manor, rushing straight back to campus. His r
His friends immediately stirred, eager for some fun before the upcoming exams. Tensions had been building for days. This was the perfect chance to unleash all their pent-up frustration and boredom."Who's talking?" Thomas was interrupted mid-rant, fury rising at this challenge to his authority."Which punk dares interfere with the young master's business? Let me warn you, I'm from the Ferguson family, one of the top ten clans in Nova State. Walk away now if you know what's good for you, or you'll be lying on the ground soon," he yelled.Adam and the others hesitated for a moment upon hearing this. The Ferguson clan was indeed one of the most influential families in Nova State. Ordinary folks wouldn't dare cross them or their deadly trained fighters."What should we do, Justin?""What should we do? When have we ever been afraid of these spoiled rich kids? I knocked David Green flat on his back. Are we really going to be scared of this Thomas Ferguson punk from Nova State? Come on broth
"Oh, so it's you. What do you want calling me this late? Let me tell you, I'm busy right now. No time to chitchat with you. I have a meeting to attend. Speak up, what is it?"Hearing this, Thomas was taken aback instead. To his impression, Stephen Burns was just a flirtatious playboy who never cared for family business. Having a meeting now didn't seem right. Getting drunk and chasing girls sounded more like him."Sorry to disturb your fun, Stephen, but I really need your help with something serious here.""What is it? Tell me!""Oh, I'm at the food street in Nova City right now. There's a kebab stand here where I met an arrogant lunatic. He beat me up, and none of the men I brought could take him down.Left with no choice, I dropped your name, but who knew he would spout nonsense, claiming to be your godfather! I figured you should know about this, so I called. What do you say, will you come settle this?""What? Where did you say you were?" Stephen Burns' voice sharpened, clearly sho
Justin and Stephen Burns sat at a small table, the thugs and Thomas having been carried off - not far, just so they didn't obstruct the kebab stand's business.But the disruption had killed business for the day anyway. Still, Justin overheard Stephen Burns mention an interesting detail."Godfather, my father has handed the entire food street project to me. He said I must cooperate with you to transform this into the culinary mecca of Nova City.I've drawn up some plans and was about to discuss them with my company men before this moron called me over. Why don't you take a look first, Godfather, and see what you think of the proposal?"Justin waved it aside without glancing at the project plan. The Burns family was in seafood, but their company's food and beverage sector was formidable too. The young master knew far more than a dilettante spender like Justin did. Getting him to parse those complex proposals would be a waste and an insult.Heh heh, this is best - being an absentee owner