"But if someone at the level of the Spencer Family’s big boss wanted to deal with us, it wouldn’t be so troublesome, remember?" ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝙣𝙚𝙩
"If we stir up the big boss of the Spencer Family now, do you think he’ll choose to cover for his family, or in the name of a so-called life-saving grace, will he act righteously for us?"
Lawrence Winters asked, puzzled, "...Won’t he care about his own image? His family’s image?"
Nick Zeller sneered contemptuously, "Managing such a big business, climbing from an ordinary person to rank among the top ten wealthy in the country in just a few decades, do you think it was through upholding justice that he gained his wealth? Don’t be naive, girl, you’ve been studying Feng Shui with me for so many years, and you still don’t see it clearly?"
"Wealth does not make one noble, nor does poverty make one mean."
"A noble person, whether rich or poor, will remain noble."
"Likewise, a mean person, rich or poor, will remain mean."
"And do you know if the big boss of the Spencer Family is noble or mean?"
Lawrence’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably, "...How would I know? Can even a life-saving grace be useless?"
"That’s why, for now, we can’t bet on Mr. Spencer’s character. We should solve what we can ourselves first. As for the life-saving grace, of course it matters, but I don’t want to use it on this small issue."
Nick said, extinguishing his cigarette in a fixed cement ashtray on the balcony, "Go to sleep, I’ll handle it soon."
"But after it’s handled, I plan to take your mom back to River City, finish all the business there, pack everything up, and move out."
This was a plan to relocate.
Lawrence was a bit disappointed, "Then it will be a long time before I see you again."
"No worries, I’ll have your mom visit the Capital City to see you after a while. Once we’re done with all the River City business, and you officially graduate. By then, I’ll take you and your mom to settle in a big city."
"Really?! That’d be awesome!" Lawrence, who had been sulking all night, finally cheered up, "Alright, Uncle, I’ll be waiting then!"
Lawrence hung up the phone, while Nick was still standing on the balcony, squinting his eyes, gazing in a daze at the starry night sky.
The provincial capital of Central South Province, with its mountains and water, was indeed a place with favorable geomancy.
He watched for a long time before going to bed.
Early the next morning, Nick, the Heavenly Master, suddenly posted a message on Weibo, saying that he had learned there would soon be a Four Symbols Battle at a certain location, and a certain APP would livestream it.
This message went viral among Nick’s followers and even made it to the trending list.
People initially were already very curious about such matters, and now with a livestream APP involved, it was sure to attract a crowd.
As a result, a little APP for live streaming by the Celestial Path Sect quickly climbed into the top ten download charts in major app stores.
And the download volume triggered automatic recommendations from major apps, making the "Four Symbols Battle" famous even before it aired. Even Lawrence got the news early, downloaded the APP, and bought snacks and drinks, waiting with anticipation.
Two nights later, five octagonal pavilions draped with light veils were temporarily set up on a vacant lot in the city center of Central South Province’s capital.
There was one pavilion each in the east, south, west, and north, with another at the intersection of the diagonals in the middle.
The weather tonight wasn’t too good, with a slight drizzle outside, the sky densely clouded, no stars to be seen, and certainly no moon.
In such weather, ordinary Feng Shui Masters typically wouldn’t venture out.
However, if a battle were to occur, such weather would best showcase everyone’s abilities.
Next to the vacant lot was a small square with a roof.
A convertible sports car and a convertible jeep were parked on the small square.
Gabrielle Winters and the boss who invited them to see the Feng Shui sat in the convertible sports car near the vacant lot.
Three other people sat in the convertible jeep, all using binoculars to watch the five people competing in the five pavilions ahead.
Gabrielle squinted her eyes and clearly saw the three people in the opposite jeep.
They were from the Spencer Family in Capital City, the Zimmerman Family in the provincial capital, and one who was a widely acknowledged referee, said to be an elder of high status in the Celestial Path Sect.
Once the time arrived, the elder of the Celestial Path Sect put on a headset and announced to those present, "The auspicious time has arrived, let the masters be seated!"
Four people wearing robes of different colors slowly emerged from the darkness, each entering one of the four pavilions in the east, south, west, and north.
Nick Zeller, dressed in a grey-blue Taoist robe, was the last to come out, stepping into the octagonal pavilion at the center of the vacant lot.