Ghost Catching System

He Shaotian cried out in pain, his left eye immediately blackened. But of course, that wasn’t the end of it; Herz pounced on him and delivered a savage beating.

Herz usually worked out and boxed. Now, he had the rich second-generation He Shaotian on the ground beneath him. Herz kicked and punched him ruthlessly, causing He Shaotian to howl in agony.

”Help me! Brother Hao, save me!”

He Shaotian cried out repeatedly. He had already been punched more than a dozen times, and his face was bleeding.

He Junhao also felt embarrassed. He walked over to pull Herz away, saying, ”Mr. Herz, this is a misunderstanding.”

Herz said angrily, ”My wife got beaten up like this, and you tell me it’s a misunderstanding? Were you involved in this too?”

He Junhao hastily retreated, waving his hands. ”I didn’t hit her.”

The unfortunate He Shaotian. Not only was his car wrecked and he had vomited all over himself, but to top it off, he was beaten senseless. His day just couldn’t get any worse.

Chu Hao marveled inwardly. System, is this the effect of misfortune?

The System replied, ”Yes, misfortune affects not only the Host but those around them as well.”

In that case, I do feel slightly sorry for He Shaotian.

Thus, Chu Hao picked up the ashtray from the table and said, ”Buddy, this would pack more of a punch.”

”DING... By kicking a man when he’s down, the Host has earned 900 Pretentiousness Points.”

The crowd was speechless.

How shameless!

Kicking him when he’s already down at a time like this; are you trying to finish him off?

Both Tang Mo and Yi Qingcheng couldn’t help but roll their eyes. Yet Yi Qingcheng’s eye roll was somehow still charming, as if it carried the allure of a cold goddess.

Seeing this, He Shaotian nearly fainted from anger. That ashtray was almost as big as his head; if it hit him, wouldn’t his skull be cracked open?

Herz was also speechless. Seeing He Shaotian’s bloody face from the beating he’d administered, he stopped. After all, the other party was a young master from the Imperial Capital; venting some steam was enough for him.

Security arrived, and in the end, He Shaotian was carried off to the hospital.

Everyone then looked at Chu Hao in surprise. He had just predicted something would happen to He Shaotian, and it immediately did. How can he be so incredible?

Could Chu Hao really possess Mystical Arts?

Tang Mo came over and whispered, ”Herz is the chief officer of the high-speed rail project. If you could win him over to aid the Yi Family, they might change their opinion of you.”

Since that’s the case, it looks like Brother Hao will have to show another trick.

Herz was clearly still fuming. With his wife beaten to look like a pig’s head, no one dared approach him, afraid he would take his anger out on them.

Chu Hao stepped forward and said, ”Let me have a look.”

Herz frowned and snapped, ”Mr. Chu, my wife has been beaten like this. What do you want to look at?”

He was furious, thinking Chu Hao wanted to gloat over his misfortune.

Chu Hao said indifferently, ”Don’t you want to witness true Mystical Arts? I can heal the injuries on your wife’s face.”

Hearing this, Herz looked puzzled. His wife was beaten beyond recognition; how could such injuries be healed? Is he trying to scam me?

Chu Hao walked up, placed his hand on the blonde woman’s face, and used his healing skill.

”DING... The Host has used the healing skill, consuming 100 Mana Points per second.”

The blonde woman felt a warm sensation on her face, and the pain lessened considerably. She looked at the young man in awe.

However, seeing her husband staring at her in astonishment, the woman asked, ”Darling, what’s wrong with me?”

The onlookers were also in a daze. When Chu Hao lifted his hand, Herz’s wife’s face was revealed to be completely flawless, her skin even a shade whiter than before.

He Junhao was utterly stunned. ”How... how is that possible?”

Herz turned his head and glared at He Junhao. ”How is it not possible? Master Chu is a true master of Mystical Arts.”

The blonde woman was ecstatic, exclaiming, ”Darling, my... my facial injuries are gone!”

Herz nodded vigorously and quickly asked, ”Master, is this also Mystical Arts?”

Chu Hao stood with his hands behind his back, nodding slightly.

”What is it then?”

Chu Hao said coldly, ”Mortal, you wouldn’t understand even if I told you.”

”DING... Host has displayed aloof pretentiousness, gained 900 Pretentiousness Points.”

Impressive! This wave of pretentiousness has earned several thousand Pretentiousness Points.

Herz nodded repeatedly, now regarding Chu Hao with the reverence one would show a deity.

Furthermore, he felt that such aloofness wasn’t inappropriate; on the contrary, it was stylish and befitting a true master.

Yi Qingcheng rarely smiled, but she found herself smiling more ever since Chu Hao appeared. She asked, ”Is he always like this?”

Tang Mo hummed, ”Definitely not.”

Yi Qingcheng said, ”He really can put on an act! But when he does it, it doesn’t feel out of place at all.”

Tang Mo nearly tripped; that description was too apt.

Brother Hao’s pretentiousness felt entirely natural.

He Junhao was now certain that Chu Hao was someone of great importance. Not only did he understand Mystical Arts, but he could even provide instant healing.

Herz said, ”Master, do you have time for a meal? I’d like to understand more about Mystical Arts.”

Chu Hao said pretentiously, ”Sorry, I don’t have time.”

Herz, not giving up, asked, ”Then how about another day?”

Chu Hao said pretentiously, ”I won’t have time another day either.”

Herz’s mouth twitched.

Does he have to be so aloof? He should know many people here would kill for a chance to dine with him and discuss business!

”Then… then where do you live, Master? I could visit you some other day.”

”The sky is my blanket, the earth my bed. When I depart this place, the four seas become my home.”

That’s enough out of you!

There’s a limit to being pretentious! Aren’t you afraid of getting beaten up?

Seeing Tang Mo giving him meaningful glances and rolling her eyes, as if to say, ”Would one meal kill you?” Chu Hao finally relented.

”Seeing your sincere interest in the Mystical Arts, this Taoist Master might indeed show you a clear path.”

Herz, excited, mimicked the ancient Huaxia gesture of clasping hands and said, ”Please tell me, Master.”

Chu Hao, hands behind his back, said, ”This Taoist Master has observed your features; you possess some talent for Mystical Arts. If you are willing, you can become a Registered Disciple.”

This Westerner of Chinese descent clearly didn’t know what a Registered Disciple was, so Chu Hao explained, ”It means an apprentice assistant.”

Herz, thrilled, said, ”That’s wonderful! I’m willing.”

”Hmm, then kowtow as a sign of respect!”

The crowd was utterly bewildered. To think he could subdue such a prominent figure with just a few words, and now the man was supposed to kowtow to him!

Herz’s wife, having lived in Huaxia for several years, said, ”Darling, I think it’s magical. Go ahead and kowtow. It’s not shameful; it’s the Huaxia Country tradition of honoring one’s Master.”

Herz nodded. Since his wife said so, kowtowing to become a disciple didn’t seem like a problem.

Just as Herz was about to kneel, Chu Hao waved his hand, channeling his Inner Strength downward. It felt as if something beneath Herz’s feet was holding him up, preventing him from kneeling.

Chu Hao said pretentiously, ”The gesture is enough. You are not yet a formal disciple, merely an apprentice assistant.”

Herz was shocked; a force had just supported him from below. Now, he was even more profoundly convinced that Chu Hao was a legendary divine figure.

After that, everything became much simpler. With Chu Hao’s introduction, Herz and Yi Qingcheng began their discussion. Their cooperation was as good as confirmed.

The others were disappointed. The gathering continued, and while many wished to connect with Chu Hao, they found he looked down his nose at everyone. That was more than most could stand.