The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

30: Chapter 30 War God Liu JingJust as Sun Xiaoliang was about to rush to the shop entrance, a furious shout came from inside: ”You’re courting death—”

A slender figure rushed out wielding a baseball bat of her own, like a whirlwind. It was none other than Liu Jing, who had just been preparing to get off work.

When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.

Sun Xiaoliang, still wrapped in plaster, felt blood rush to his head instantly: ”Attack—”

In an instant, Liu Jing was surrounded.

However, the seemingly slender and weak Liu Jing was like Guan Gong reincarnated. She used the bat like a blade, every strike fast and fierce. She had no match, taking down one person with every swing.

The unluckiest one was still Sun Xiaoliang. His plastered arm was broken again by a single strike, and he was subsequently trampled twice by his own underlings rushing up from behind.

The chaos lasted less than ten seconds before the group of riders wearing helmets and black riding gear either fled or were injured.

If not for the helmets protecting their heads, given the strength Liu Jing had just displayed, it would likely have been a bloodbath.

Han Jingyang ran out upon hearing the commotion and saw Liu Jing’s heroic posture, looking like a war god.

Hearing the sound, Liu Jing hopped back to the shop entrance: ”Boss, I, I couldn’t help myself...”

”How did you do that?”

”I don’t know either. It felt like I suddenly became so powerful, with incredible strength,” Liu Jing said, clenching her fist and flexing her arm in a strong pose, but then she frowned: ”It’s gone.”

Han Jingyang instinctively turned back and happened to see the statue of guan gong placed on the counter against the wall.

The statue of guan gong was still the same statue of guan gong, though the green aura had faded slightly, but not very noticeably.

Did the skill take effect?

As expected of a Grade 5 dharma instrument. Even with the skill taking effect, the consumption is completely different.

For those Grade 7 or Grade 6 dharma instruments, the aura would be mostly consumed after the skill took effect.

But the aura inside this statue of guan gong had only been consumed by about one-third.

It’s just unclear if it can be used a second time for ”Guan Gong Possession” in a short period.

If the skill can be used three times in a row, then the value of this statue of guan gong is even higher than he imagined.

Han Jingyang understood and patted Liu Jing on the shoulder: ”Thanks.”

”Boss, aren’t you mad at me?”

”I’m too busy thanking you to be mad,” Han Jingyang said as he walked over to Sun Xiaoliang, crouched down, and pulled off Sun Xiaoliang’s helmet. Meeting Sun Xiaoliang’s resentful gaze, he gave a cold smile: ”You really have skills, really. If I hadn’t been lucky, you might have actually succeeded.”

Sun Xiaoliang laughed hoarsely: ”Don’t get cocky, Han. As long as I’m not dead, you won’t have a single day of peace.”

The barking of a loser.

Han Jingyang patted Sun Xiaoliang’s cheek: ”That’s a matter for the future. Right now, I’m only curious about one thing: what deep grudge do I have with you that makes you hate me so much?”

”Deep grudge?” Sun Xiaoliang laughed loudly: ”You charlatan, you caused my family to be ruined and my wife and children to be separated, and you still have the nerve to ask?”

”Your dad’s divorce? They left with nothing, and you’re still not satisfied?”

”Him? I don’t care if he dies. It’s me, I—I was driven to bankruptcy by you, do you know that?”

”Bankruptcy?”

”Don’t play dumb. I know you have some abilities, but, Han, even if there was a grudge, was it necessary to be so vicious? To drive me into a dead end?”

A dead end?

Han Jingyang felt a chill in his heart.

It seems the ”Continuous Bad Luck” skill has taken effect, and the effect is very strong.

Bankruptcy, separation of wife and children, ruined family, driven to a dead end.

These words combined together carry too much information.

Even if he didn’t know exactly what happened, he could imagine it.

But what does this have to do with him?

He was only passively counterattacking in self-defense, and even gave Sun Xiaoliang more than one chance before counterattacking.

One can survive the sins of Heaven, but not the sins of man.

Sun Xiaoliang brought this upon himself.

He deserves it!

As the saying goes, if people don’t punish you, Heaven will.

If even Heaven won’t help you, then you deserve to die.

At this moment, his phone rang. It was Sun Fuchang calling.

Sun Fuchang’s tone was weary: ”Little Han, did you take action?”

”What do you mean?”

”It’s about Xiaoliang. Ever since he left your place, he’s been having terrible luck. The same arm has been broken three times, and the money he got hadn’t even stayed overnight before it was confusedly wired into a scammer’s account. His wife, who is a flight attendant, even demanded a divorce overnight and produced evidence of domestic violence to demand he leave with nothing...”

Han Jingyang’s eyes widened instantly.

Broken his arm three times?

Scammed?

Divorce?

Leaving with nothing?

Is the skill effect this powerful?

No, the main cause is still Sun Xiaoliang himself. He’s courting death, and with a little bit of insignificant bad luck, isn’t it natural that everything he does goes wrong?

But this is exactly the effect he wanted.

They had already formed a grudge, so talking about anything else was nonsense. It just depended on whose methods were more clever.

If he didn’t have ”Turning Misfortune into Blessing” to protect him, Sun Xiaoliang’s desperate counterattack might have actually succeeded.

But he had ”Turning Misfortune into Blessing,” while Sun Xiaoliang only had ”Continuous Bad Luck.” With one rising and the other falling, it was logical that Sun Xiaoliang ended up in such a state.

What is called satisfying?

This is it.

Looking at Sun Xiaoliang’s desperate and miserable eyes, Han Jingyang just wanted to laugh.

After Sun Fuchang finished speaking on the phone, he wanted to laugh even more.

This guy is truly stupid. Being sweet-talked by his flight attendant wife, he transferred eight million into a scammer’s account in the middle of the night, only realizing what happened in the morning when he called his dad to ask about that investment company.

Then he rushed to settle scores with his wife, but she turned on him, became an enemy, demanded a divorce on the spot, and even produced evidence of domestic violence.

That evidence was indeed evidence. Looking at the photos and recordings, it really looked exactly like domestic violence and abuse.

But those who know, know; this was a trap.

In other words, Sun Xiaoliang’s flight attendant wife had been aiming to scam money from the very beginning. The reason the scammers could contact Old Sun was because Zhao Xiaoying was pulling strings in the dark.

As a result, before Old Sun took the bait, Little Sun took it first.

The scammers must have been overjoyed.

But it could also be seen that Sun Xiaoliang’s misfortune was a matter of time; it’s just that the ”Continuous Bad Luck” skill hit fast-forward, causing the situation to erupt within just a few days, driving this prodigal son, Sun Xiaoliang, to a dead end.

If he had been given a few days to buffer, he might not have actually done something like hiring someone to kill.

Is this also a kind of karmic cycle to some extent?

Han Jingyang felt a sense of trepidation and secretly warned himself never to abuse items with negative effects. Their lethality is too strong, and the consequences are completely uncontrollable. A common Grade 7 item caused such terrifying consequences; what if it were a Grade 6, Grade 5, or even higher-grade item?

Thinking this, he patted Sun Xiaoliang’s cheek again: ”Your dad told me everything that happened to you. How to describe it? It’s truly miserable. You had over 14 million just in hand, and 8 million was directly scammed away. The young, beautiful wife you married at a high price is actually a scammer. The intimate little games you played at night were turned into evidence of domestic violence. You’re facing the risk of leaving with nothing, and your arm has been broken again and again. How pitiful.”

”But do you know why you’re so unlucky? Nod, and I’ll tell you.”

Sun Xiaoliang nodded instinctively.

Han Jingyang leaned into Sun Xiaoliang’s ear: ”I did it. The day you came to Po Mo, I added a ’Continuous Bad Luck’ debuff to you. If I hadn’t intervened, you wouldn’t have been this miserable, really. You knew I had some real skills, but instead of trying to find a way to gain my forgiveness, you went crazy trying to take revenge on me. What were you thinking?”

Speaking up to this point, he asked indifferently: ”If I gave you a chance to regret it, would you beg me?”