Jiangli still didn’t realize that she had been schemed against. She only thought that she owed Fu Shiyan two meals.
In terms of both emotion and reason, she should pay it back.
After hanging up the phone, Jiangli handed the mobile phone back to Xia Xin, "Alright, go on the forum."
However, Xia Xin was more cautious. Taking the phone, he tentatively said, "Ancestor, don’t you feel there is something off about President Fu?"
Jiangli looked puzzled, "What do you mean ’off’?"
"He is President Fu, the CEO of the Fu Group, the one from the Fu Family who has a say in military, political, and business circles. How can he possibly be out of money?" Xia Xin’s face was full of disbelief as if he was about to write "Fu Shiyan is a scammer" on his forehead.
Jiangli nodded, "I know, but I owed him for two meals before, and it’s quite normal for him to want me to repay him," she said.
Looking at the naive Jiangli.
Xia Xin said speechlessly after a moment, "But, someone like President Fu definitely doesn’t lack for a meal or two. He would normally wait for you, Ancestor, to offer out of your own accord. How could he possibly act all pitiful and approach you on his own initiative?"
Jiangli pondered for a moment, "So, what are you trying to say?"
"I’m just thinking, Ancestor, could there be a possibility that President Fu has some other motive for asking you to treat him this time?" Xia Xin speculated.
Jiangli clicked her tongue, "You think he could deceive me, or harm me?"
Before he could speak.
Jiangli added, "Don’t worry, even three Fu Shiyans combined would be no match for me. If he really deceives me, I could knock him down with a single punch."
She raised her little fist.
Suddenly, Xia Xin remembered the strange and miraculous super strength and special abilities that Jiangli possessed.
It was possible for anyone else in the world to be at a disadvantage, but the Ancestor was certain not to be.
If something happened.
Rather than worrying about Jiangli, it would be better to mourn for President Fu.
Thinking this, Xia Xin felt a bit more relaxed, but in these matters, looking at Jiangli, he felt as if he had the heart of an old father.
Always fearing that the Ancestor might be tricked and sold by someone.
Maybe he was just overthinking...
Xia Xin coughed, "Ancestor, alright then, shall we draw lots first?"
Xia Xin hurriedly logged into the Xuanmen Association forum.
Many people were already waiting for news from Jiangli’s side in the post.
Xia Xin had sent out a lot of Talisman Paper before making dinner that evening, including a Talisman needed by an internal member of the Xuanmen Association, which he had also sent out.
After logging in, he first sent messages to those people, then checked the post.
Many were already eagerly waiting for Jiangli to draw lots.
Xia Xin replied with a message saying to wait a moment, and that the drawing would start in five minutes.
The post immediately became lively, with many people spamming and praying that they would be drawn.
Zhu Ming booked a flight for the evening to go out of town to conduct a ritual for an old client.
While waiting for the plane, he casually browsed the forum out of boredom and saw Jiangli’s post once again trending and as popular as ever.
In contrast, his own post from that morning on feng shui had sunk to the bottom without any heat at all.
Zhu Ming, having nothing better to do, managed to infuriate himself.
Staring at Jiangli’s post, he gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait until I get through tonight’s ritual and see how I’ll flay your skin!"
Zhu Ming snorted coldly, put away his phone, and prepared to board the plane.
After waiting five minutes, Xia Xin quickly began to draw lots.
It was the same as always, drawing five lots for free fortune-telling spots.
Those who weren’t drawn could only wait for the next opportunity.