Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey Chapter 52: 52: The Ancestor Adds Fuel to the Fire

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: The Ancestor Adds Fuel to the Fire

Xia Xin felt a bit timid and wanted to back out.

“…Master, you’ve arrived?” At this mont, the huffy Boss Cao noticed their presence, blocking Xia Xin’s way out.

“Well…” Xia Xin strained to produce a smile and, with a stiff neck, walked in, “I, we just got here, just arrived.”

Jiangli followed behind Xia Xin.

Seeing Jiangli, Boss Cao’s mood shifted from stormy to sunny, and his face relaxed considerably, “Master, now that you’re here, I feel relieved.”

“Who were you talking to just now?” Jiangli walked straight in, asking without any hesitation.

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Upon hearing this, Xia Xin instinctively covered his ears, fearing that Boss Cao would go on a rampage again.

Caught off guard by the question, Boss Cao’s expression did reveal a trace of displeasure, but he didn’t explode, only said darkly, “My wife, she’s so annoying! I think she just wants dead!”

“Can you elaborate?” Jiangli inquired.

Boss Cao’s face suddenly seed troubled.

Jiangli stood there, silent.

“Okay, fine…” Boss Cao was inexplicably intimidated by Jiangli and, after a mont’s hesitation, began to speak.

Seeing that they were settling in for a long talk, Xia Xin noticed a chair nearby from the corner of his eye, imdiately pulled it over, placed it behind Jiangli, and said with a sycophantic smile, “Your Ancestry, please take a seat.”

Jiangli nodded slightly and sat down.

Xia Xin stood by Jiangli’s side, standing ramrod straight, like a bodyguard, gazing intently at Boss Cao.

Confronting their gazes, Boss Cao’s mouth twitched, his tongue almost tied in knots, he stuttered, “The one, who called , was, was my wife, nad Wang Lijuan. To be honest, Master, today was supposed to be my eldest son’s engagent, and I had said I would attend. But with what’s happened, I obviously can’t go! My wife used to be very gentle and easy to talk to, but today, I don’t know what’s gotten into her, she insists that I have to attend the engagent banquet!”

The more Boss Cao spoke, the more agitated he grew, and his voice smoothed out.

“But, look at now!” He touched the cast on his leg, “How can I leave the house like this? Even if I went, wouldn’t it just be embarrassing? It’s better not to go, that’s what I told her, but who would’ve thought, she’s acting like a madwoman, insisting that I go no matter what!”

“You don’t have a son,” Jiangli cut off Boss Cao, stating the words calmly.

Boss Cao was taken aback, “I, I have a son, ah! Two sons and one daughter! Master, are you not aware?”

“I am aware,” Jiangli locked eyes with him, repeating, “None of those three children are yours.”

Boss Cao suddenly widened his eyes, “What the hell?!”

Xia Xin grimaced, covering his face, thinking, Ancestor, can we be a bit more tactful in what we say?

Who can handle such directness?

“Are my words difficult to understand?” Jiangli looked at Xia Xin, genuinely puzzled.

With a forced laugh, Xia Xin turned to look at Boss Cao, who was struck as if by lightning, and with a tingling scalp, he said, “That is… Boss Cao, I, I forgot to tell you, our Abbot has read your face and said that you… you are fated to be childless in this life…”

“You, what is this!” Boss Cao’s face visibly shook, clutched his chest, his breathing growing heavier and more erratic, as if he was about to keel over at any mont.

Like adding fuel to the fire, Jiangli chose this mont to add, “To be precise, your facial features indicate you will die a tragic, lonely death.”