"Shen Yishou?" Li Chonglou asked.
"What do you need me for?" Shen Yishou's voice was as arrogant as ever, looking down on everyone.
However, he did have the capital for it. If it weren't for him back then, Li Chonglou would have already died at the hands of Li Hanlong.
Even though he was a cripple, his skills were heaven-defying, and even his senior sister held him in high regard.
He was just capricious in his actions and a bit lacking in character.
"I thought you were a divine predictor," Li Chonglou joked, "I'm looking for someone who's good at disguise, someone who can present themselves with over a hundred different faces."
"Wait, you're really not looking for me?" Shen Yishou interrupted before Li Chonglou could finish.
"His legs are perfectly fine," Li Chonglou's remark silenced him.
"Kid, have you no manners?" Shen Yishou snorted in anger, "If you want my help, you should at least act like you're asking for help. I've already repaid my debt to Xiao Yun, and I'm only doing this as a favor to a friend."
"Otherwise, I wouldn't bother with you!"
Li Chonglou laughed heartily upon hearing this, "Alright, Teacher Shen, your student respectfully seeks guidance."
"Do you know such a person?"
Hearing Li Chonglou change his address, Shen Yishou let out a chuckle, "There's no one skilled in disguise in this world whom I don't know."
"Kid, do you know how I broke my leg?"
Li Chonglou expressed his confusion.
"My physiognomy and divination techniques are called 'San Ming Tong Hui,' which is a different path from your master's Plum Blossom Yi Shu," Shen Yishou said with a cold snort, "I also have a senior brother named Tian Shan, who studies the secret art of Feng Shui derived from the upper volume of 'Lu Ban Shu'."
"Disguise is merely a basic skill in my lineage."
"Back then, I competed with my senior brother, and my skills were inferior to his, which is why I broke my leg."
"However, my senior brother didn't get off easy either; I disfigured him."
"If I'm not mistaken, the person you're looking for is him!"
Shen Yishou's voice carried a hint of hatred as he spoke.
He called him senior brother, but in reality, they were no different from enemies.
After all, the revenge for his broken leg caused him to be looked down upon his entire life, and the nickname "cripple" lingered.
Li Chonglou was inwardly shocked.
He never expected that someone as ruthless as Shen Yishou would have such a past. It seemed he had found the right person.
"What happened next?"
"Later? They say he went grave robbing using Feng Shui techniques and hasn't shown his true face for decades. Others thought he used a hundred faces to disguise himself, but only I knew he had no face to show!" Shen Yishou chuckled sinisterly, "Kid, that's all I can tell you. As for his name and disfigured appearance, even if I told you, it would be meaningless. Finding him is much harder than finding me."
This was true.
Li Chonglou didn't press further.
Since that person was disfigured, he wouldn't show his true face, and his name was meaningless.
After all, he had hundreds of identities.
As for using secret Feng Shui techniques for grave robbing, this aligned with Huang Yongshou's description.
This person likely had an undeniable connection to the Xingzhi Group. After all, one was a transnational artifact smuggling group, and the other was a master tomb robber; it was difficult for them not to have any interaction.
Moreover, if there were no connection, why would he target him and injure Lü Yunxu?
Li Chonglou even suspected that this person might be the mysterious vice president of the Xingzhi Group.
Unfortunately, these were all just speculations and could not be confirmed.
Finding this person was like searching for a needle in a haystack, with no leads.
For a moment, his mind was in turmoil.
When Lü Yunxu was attacked, others thought it was an accident, but he knew it was a warning.
If he could have someone injure Lü Yunxu, he could also have someone injure his wife, Jiang Yuxin, or his mother, or others.
If he were the target, he could deal with it as it came.
But this person was too cunning, and who knew what he would do.
This feeling of powerlessness made Li Chonglou somewhat frantic.
In his previous life, he had no attachments, so he could ignore external affairs and focus solely on antiques.
But this life was very different.
He was no longer a solitary man; he now had a family, an elderly mother, and many friends. With more concerns and responsibilities, he had to tread carefully and cautiously.
After thinking for a long time, Li Chonglou had to admit that the most reliable plan for now was to wait for this person to call him again.
Whatever their demands or intentions, he would meet them.
As he calculated the days, another month was approaching. As soon as his true energy recovered, he would have the ability to protect himself.
Even without Xu Lie accompanying him, he would not fear a direct confrontation.
But before that, he could only lie low.
The matters of the Antique Association were complicated, but they didn't require his attention; he could leave them to his secretary.
Li Chonglou didn't want to stay in his office, so he went to the hospital to visit Lü Yunxu.
Lü Chenggong had gone home to sleep, and a middle-aged beautiful woman had come to keep watch. He learned that it was Lü Yunxu's aunt, Song Nina.
"You are the Li Chonglou that Yunxu often mentioned?" Song Nina scrutinized Li Chonglou, her eyes showing no hint of disdain or hostility.
She had heard a lot about Li Chonglou from Lü Yunxu and his father. She had expected a handsome and tall young man.
Unexpectedly, he was ordinary-looking, thin and gaunt as if malnourished.
If not for his eyes, which gave a sense of unfathomable mystery, she would have been even more contemptuous.
"It is I," Li Chonglou naturally noticed the hint of disdain but didn't take it to heart.
Moreover, Song Nina was a stranger to him, so there was no reason for her to be hostile.
Could it be because Lü Yunxu was injured?
But no one else knew it was because of him. Where did this hostility come from?
Li Chonglou couldn't figure it out, so he dismissed it and asked, "Did the doctor say if Yunxu's condition has changed?"
"You don't need to worry about this. With me, her aunt, watching over her, and her cousin here, I suggest you leave," Song Nina said with a cold哼.
Li Chonglou nodded and was about to reply when a sharp, piercing voice sounded from behind, "Mom, who are you talking to?"
Then, a tall young man wearing glasses walked over.
He was quite handsome, but his gaze was a bit lewd.
Logically, with his build, his voice should have been confident and resonant, but it was jarringly shrill.
This indicated that the man calling Song Nina "Mom" was restless and impatient.
"Son, this is the Li Chonglou your cousin mentioned." Song Nina beckoned, "You really can't judge a book by its cover; you're far superior to him."
She actually said this so openly and shamelessly in front of Li Chonglou.
Suddenly, Li Chonglou seemed to understand the source of her hostility.
Perhaps she misunderstood his relationship with Lü Yunxu as something beyond friendship?
Regardless, Li Chonglou was never a patient person, and he had no good feelings towards someone who spoke so recklessly upon their first meeting.
His expression immediately turned grim, "Ms. Song, all mothers think their sons are good, but you don't have to be so blunt."
"What's wrong with my mom being blunt?" Before Song Nina could reply, the young man rushed over and spoke aggressively to Li Chonglou, "Looking at you, you're like a toad, yet you're always hovering around our Yunxu."
"Who gave you the courage? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself!"
"I warn you, I and Yunxu have had a marriage engagement since childhood. You must have heard that cousins are a match made in heaven."
"If you're smart, get lost quickly, or don't blame me for not giving you face."
These words were arrogant and condescending.
It was as if he was driving away pigs and chickens, clearly intending to trample Li Chonglou underfoot.
Li Chonglou couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, "What's your surname?"
"My name is Zhang Heng. Remember it. I have nothing to say to a clueless loser like you, so get lost." The young man pointed, acting imperious.
He had been working in Yong'an, the provincial capital, and only returned to Qin Prefecture when he heard that Lü Yunxu had been attacked.
He encountered Li Chonglou shortly after returning.
The jealousy in his heart was understandable.
These words were naturally spoken intentionally, aimed at provoking Li Chonglou and making him lose his composure so that he could seize an opportunity.
This would create a rift in Lü Yunxu's heart when she woke up.
This way, he could have his cousin to himself and inherit his uncle's vast fortune in the future.
His calculations were impeccable.
Unfortunately, he had picked the wrong opponent.
How could Li Chonglou be someone who could be insulted and accused at will? His conscience was clear, and he had no ulterior motives with Lü Yunxu; he treated her like a sister.
As a result, he encountered an idiot pointing at his nose and telling him to get lost.
Even with his composure, how could he not be angry?
"I'll give you a chance, apologize!" Li Chonglou clasped his hands behind his back, his expression calm, but his eyes concealed anger.
The online notion that strong people have no anger is pure nonsense. Everyone has anger.
It just depends on who the target is and whether one is willing to tolerate it.
Li Chonglou could tolerate any excess from his family, but why should he tolerate outsiders, especially ignorant and blind people like Zhang Heng?
"Are you talking to me?" Zhang Heng sneered, "Li Chonglou, don't think you're so great just because my cousin takes you seriously."
"You're just a loser, your clothes aren't even a thousand yuan. How can you compare to me?"
"I'm a senior engineer, with an annual salary of 400,000 yuan. Do you believe I can buy you to death with money?"
The clothes Li Chonglou was wearing were indeed ordinary. He never cared about external appearances.
After all, one's energy is limited. Once one focuses inward on spiritual cultivation, it's hard to divert attention to grooming.
As long as one is clean and tidy, does it matter if it's a designer brand?
However, in the eyes of these snobbish people, he appeared very ordinary and mediocre.
The mindset of people like Zhang Heng is that if they have money, they must display it. Although not nouveau riche, their thinking is so immature that it's not much better than that of the nouveau riche.
To actually use money to pressure him at this moment.
"Do you not have ears, or can't you understand human language?" Li Chonglou was too lazy to pay attention to him. His eyes turned cold as he said, "Apologize, this is the second time."
"For Yunxu's sake, I'm giving you a chance."
Seeing that Li Chonglou was unmoved and even dared to push his luck, Song Nina couldn't sit still.
In her eyes, her son was the most outstanding.
Now, he was being looked down upon by this loser, Li Chonglou. Her protective instincts flared up.
She immediately stood up and scolded, "Li Chonglou, who do you think you are to demand my son apologize to you?"
"We are relatives of Lü Chenggong, and my son calls Lü Chenggong uncle. I think you're courting death. Do you believe I can have Lü Chenggong kick you out of Qin Prefecture with a single word?"
Unscrupulous and extremely arrogant.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lü Chenggong's voice echoed from the corridor, "Song Nina, who are you trying to kick out of Qin Prefecture?"