Duan Chenfeng wore a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, essentially concealing his entire face.
His face appeared frequently on Nanyun local television, making him easily recognizable.
Seeing so many people, and once again being in the sight of Master Qingchen, Duan Chenfeng's belief in this feng shui master increased several notches!
He immediately waved his hand, and a large number of personnel emerged from the several cars that had stopped behind him.
"Make way!"
"Everyone, clear out, this area is sealed off!"
"No one is allowed to gather here, or you'll be charged with obstructing official business!"
There were even police officers present.
The crowd, which had been listening to Lin Shuainan brag, was instantly dispersed by these people.
The bustling scene turned desolate.
Everyone sensed that something unusual was happening. This Golden Dragon incident had caused quite a stir. Most of these people were here to gain some online traction, taking photos with their phones, or even live-streaming the event!
Their goal was to gain followers.
Seeing such a grand display, these people became even more excited. However, before their phones could clearly capture the unfolding events, all the phones and recording equipment were snatched by the surrounding individuals and destroyed on the spot!
"Hey, why would you snatch my phone!"
"My iPhone thirteen! You guys owe me a new phone!"
"My phone is still on installment payments, you people, I'm going to sue you..."
*Slap!*
Before these people could even finish their clamor, stacks of cash were thrown in front of them.
"This is compensation for your losses. Now, disappear from here immediately!"
A man in a black suit waved his hand arrogantly.
At this, everyone shut their mouths, picked up the money on the ground, and scurried away.
What a joke!
They had clearly seen that the man had a gun on his belt, and he was so wealthy!
Who would ordinary citizens dare to provoke someone with both money and a gun!
After the crowd dispersed like birds, the door of the leading luxury car opened again. This time, a young woman, who looked less than thirty years old, stepped out.
The young woman was heavily made up and extremely glamorous. Her most striking feature was her eyes, which were captivating.
She was Duan Chenfeng's wife, Ma Suyuan.
She was also the one who had invited Master Qingchen through connections.
Unlike Duan Chenfeng's low-key demeanor, Ma Suyuan removed her sunglasses after getting out of the car and looked towards the two extremely handsome men.
Ling Feng and Lin Shuainan.
"Husband, is this where our child was born?"
Ma Suyuan leaned against Duan Chenfeng and said charmingly.
Duan Chenfeng shook his head, "It's a dragon vein descended from heaven. Alas, we'll have to ask Master Qingchen for details!"
"Master Qingchen, what should we do next? Do I have to live here with my husband? I'm not used to living in a place like this, a place for country folk."
Ma Suyuan frowned slightly, her pampered upbringing evident.
Duan Chenfeng was already accustomed to this.
Master Qingchen almost lost his composure, but his professionalism kept him from looking elsewhere. He pointed towards the villa where Ling Feng and Lin Shuainan were.
"It's this place. Mr. Duan, you must buy this house! Yes, you must have this house registered under your name, or your wife's name!"
Ma Suyuan waved her hand, "I have no interest in such a dilapidated house."
Duan Chenfeng asked curiously, "Master Qingchen, buying this house is fine, but why is it necessary?"
"You must buy it today! No, you must buy it within two hours, and Mr. Duan must also consummate the marriage with his wife here! Only then can the dragon son's bloodline be introduced into the body! After ten months, you can give birth to the dragon son!"
Master Qingchen chanted earnestly, constantly calculating with his hands. His expression shifted seven or eight times in a short sentence, truly an acting master!
"Oh my, I have to do it in a place like this... Husband, it's okay. For our son, I'm willing to be with you anywhere."
Ma Suyuan, who had initially looked very disdainful, quickly clung to Duan Chenfeng, speaking in a娇声娇气 (delicate and coquettish) tone, as if she could devour him.
Duan Chenfeng felt no embarrassment about these matters.
He walked directly towards Ling Feng and the other man.
"Excuse me, is the owner of this house here?"
Lin Shuainan had heard their conversation and naturally knew what they were planning.
He immediately sneered, "The owner is here, but why would we sell such a dilapidated house to rich people like you?"
"Hey, what are you saying? Have you no manners?"
Ma Suyuan immediately recognized the implication in Lin Shuainan's words, which was directed at her, and she reprimanded him.
"I have manners. You go somewhere else! You're pointing at someone else's house first thing in the morning and calling it dilapidated! Is that what you call manners?"
Lin Shuainan never backed down in an argument.
"You, you..."
"What 'you'? You're talking about manners with me! You called my house dilapidated, and I haven't even called you a broken shoe yet!"
The more arrogant Ma Suyuan became, the more ruthless Lin Shuainan was with his words.
Ma Suyuan was so angered that her chest heaved.
"Wuwu, husband, he's bullying me! Hurry up and have someone break his legs!"
Ma Suyuan turned around and began to cry aggrievedly.
Duan Chenfeng's brows furrowed. Lin Shuainan calling his wife a broken shoe also angered Duan Chenfeng. If the matter of the house wasn't so important, Duan Chenfeng would have already lost his temper.
"Yuan Yuan, the child's matter is important."
With Duan Chenfeng's words, Ma Suyuan let out a soft哼 (humph) and stopped her fake crying.
Duan Chenfeng then removed his mask, hat, and sunglasses.
"Oh, your face looks a bit familiar!"
Seeing Duan Chenfeng's face, Lin Shuainan reached up and rubbed his chin.
Behind Ling Feng, Yang Fei had already stepped forward.
"Heavenly Venerable, this person is Duan Chenfeng, the richest man in Nanyun. His medicinal herb business is very large."
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng's eyes lit up slightly.
His medicinal herb business is very large.
It seemed his premonition was correct. The spiritual herbs needed for Baiyunyan might truly be falling from the sky.
However, Lin Shuainan's earlier words seemed to have already provoked some hostility from Duan Chenfeng and his entourage.
"Shuainan, don't talk nonsense! Mr. Duan, this house belongs to this young lady. Her name is Ba Yilan."
Xiuxiu also recognized Duan Chenfeng at a glance and quickly pulled back the glib-tongued Lin Shuainan, introducing Ba Yilan at the same time.
It was fine for Lin Shuainan to brag to a group of young girls.
But if he provoked this richest man in Nanyun, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Both Lin Shuainan and Ba Yilan, upon hearing the surname Duan, thought of this famous wealthy man!