"If you remove the forbidden techniques from these pieces of furniture, how else would people end up spitting blood?" the senior leader asked Huang Daoren, his expression turning sour, his tone displeasing.
Huang Daoren replied, "It's because some of the souls of others have already been absorbed into the furniture. To remove the forbidden techniques, the furniture must be smashed!"
"If the furniture is destroyed, the souls locked within will suffer immense shock, and it will also harm the owner's body, possibly even causing them to vomit blood!"
The senior leader looked at Cheng Xiaofan with some disbelief and asked, "Divine Doctor Cheng, is what he says true?"
Cheng Xiaofan nodded and said, "What Huang Daoren says is correct. It will indeed be like that. However, if the forbidden techniques are not removed from this furniture, those who are captivated by it will also suffer adverse consequences."
"What adverse consequences?" the senior leader asked, his heart pounding.
He had long coveted this set of furniture exhibited by the Lu family and had even secretly instructed someone to try and acquire it during the public auction. Now that things had escalated to this point, he was filled with rage. He wished he could have Huang Daoren flayed alive!
Cheng Xiaofan said, "If the forbidden techniques are not removed from this furniture, consider this: those infatuated with such furniture, with their souls locked within for extended periods, will eventually become imbeciles."
"This Lu family is truly detestable! To win first prize at this exhibition, they resort to such malicious acts!"
"They would even do such a thing! Aren't they afraid of being wiped out from the face of the earth!"
"Hmph, Huang Daoren, I will kill you!"
Seeing the crowd about to charge, Huang Daoren was terrified. He fell to his knees before Cheng Xiaofan, pleading, "Master Cheng, please, save me!"
"Everyone, please calm down. Do not act impulsively!" Cheng Xiaofan quickly held back the surging crowd. He wasn't necessarily trying to save Huang Daoren; if Huang Daoren were beaten to death, it would be his own doing. The problem was that if a murder occurred in broad daylight, it would be too troublesome.
"Master Cheng, we will listen to you. We will spare his dog's life for now!" These were all influential figures who knew that causing trouble would implicate them as well. Since Cheng Xiaofan had intervened, they readily took the opportunity to back down.
At this moment, the senior leader anxiously asked Cheng Xiaofan, "Divine Doctor Cheng, do you have any good way to resolve these forbidden techniques on the furniture?"
"There is no other good way; it can only be done as Huang Daoren said, by smashing the furniture!" Cheng Xiaofan replied with a helpless expression.
In reality, Cheng Xiaofan had plenty of ways. With a wave of his hand, he could trace over the furniture from afar, and the dragon power emanating from his palm could completely erase the forbidden techniques. However, he was unwilling to do so. It would seem too mystical and unreal to others. People's hearts are unpredictable; sometimes, even after you solve a problem, they might suspect you've set a trap or are merely putting on a show. Some people will never learn unless they suffer a painful lesson before their very eyes.
Regardless, Cheng Xiaofan held some standing in the senior leader's eyes, especially after his legendary act of saving Mei Lina, which had become a talking point among the provincial leadership.
"Divine Doctor Cheng, since there is no other choice, then smash it!" As the senior leader spoke, he shot a fierce glare at Wu Kebao. He thought to himself, 'If it weren't for your cooperation, Huang Daoren wouldn't have been so arrogant and committed such a heinous act!'
Upon receiving the senior leader's glare, Wu Kebao wished he could shrink his head into his stomach and disappear back into his mother's womb. In short, he felt as if he should never have been born.
Someone nearby immediately instructed the security guards, "Go fetch tools and smash this furniture!"
From a nearby farmstead close to Aofeng Park, they quickly retrieved iron hoes and sledgehammers. Arriving beside the furniture, they hesitated, looking at the beautiful pieces and then at the senior leader, wondering if he truly intended to smash them.
"What are you waiting for? Smash it!" the senior leader said with great displeasure, glaring at them.
Upon hearing their leader's command, the security guards raised their iron hoes and sledgehammers and began smashing away with a clatter.
*Boom!*
As they were smashing, a puff of white smoke erupted from the cracked furniture.
"Ah—"
Simultaneously, screams erupted from both on stage and in the audience, as people spat out large mouthfuls of blood. Almost everyone seated on stage was affected, pulling out tissues to angrily and embarrassingly wipe the blood from their mouths.
"The organizers bear significant responsibility for this incident. If they hadn't relentlessly promoted Lu family's exhibited furniture on the big screen and lavished praise upon it, how would we have fallen for it!"
"That's right, Wu Kebao, you owe us an explanation!"
"This guy is actually worse than Huang Daoren. Look at his pig-like appearance; who knows how much of the people's wealth he's devoured!"
"It's said that locals behind his back call him 'Fatty Fish'!"
"His big head truly resembles a fatty fish; he's always pocketing too much of the good stuff!"
The people who spat blood in the audience turned their fury towards the organizer, Wu Kebao. Wu Kebao's face was ashen, and he trembled uncontrollably, his clothes soaked with sweat. He thought, 'How was I supposed to know it would turn out like this!' This scoundrel Lu Guangtao! I've truly been utterly ruined by him!
"Everyone, I am also a victim!" Wu Kebao said, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Didn't you see that I also spat blood?"
"Enough, shut your mouth! Say nothing more!" the senior leader immediately silenced Wu Kebao, finding him irritating at the moment. He then turned to Cheng Xiaofan and asked, "Divine Doctor Cheng, after spitting out this blood, I feel a bit uneasy. What's happening?"
Cheng Xiaofan smiled and said, "When a person suddenly spits out so much blood, it's natural to feel weak. Those with poor health might even faint."
As soon as he finished speaking, six or seven people on stage and in the audience immediately fainted. In an instant, screams echoed from all over.
"We have a divine doctor here, everyone, do not panic!" the senior leader shouted to the crowd.
Cheng Xiaofan smiled at the senior leader and said, "I've asked Shen Ruobing to have her furniture brought here. Let those who have fainted lie on the furniture for a while, and they'll be fine!"
"Ah, is there such a miraculous thing?" The senior leader immediately instructed the security guards, "Stop dawdling, hurry and move Shen Zong's furniture!"
Shen Ruobing said, "They don't need to move it. We have vehicles. I'll make a phone call, and the furniture will be here shortly."
After speaking, she immediately called Luo Cheng and briefly explained the situation. In fact, what was about to happen here was already within Cheng Xiaofan's expectations. Shen Ruobing's exhibited furniture had already been loaded onto a vehicle. As soon as the call connected, Luo Cheng was already in the car, driving towards the location.