Chapter 64 The Show of Power
Gazing into the distance, to the east of the villa lay Canglong Mountain, and to the west, Qingwu Mountain, cradling a small Azure Lake. The scenery was beautiful, the air fresh, and living here, one could at least add several years to their life.
From a Feng Shui perspective, this was a "Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl" formation.
Judging by the level of decoration in the villas, whether it was the Zhou family’s, Hei Hu’s, or the Liu family’s, they were all several grades below this place.
Chen Xuan retracted his gaze and walked along the mountainside, finally arriving at a villa halfway up Qingwu Mountain. Among the many villas, this was the most opulent and magnificent!
Chen Xuan glanced at the Feng Shui of the location and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
In the "Two Dragons Playing with a Pearl" Feng Shui formation, Qingwu Mountain was one of the dragon veins, and this villa was precisely at the dragon's eye. This was a prime location for a dragon to emerge!
Based solely on the Feng Shui, a villa of the same decoration and size could fetch at least three times the price! It would cost at least three to five hundred million.
For those who placed great trust in Feng Shui, even a bid of one billion would be readily accepted.
Do not doubt the price of this villa.
You know, in reports on television, many tycoons and celebrities spend hundreds of millions to buy a mansion, and people question the price of the house. But were they truly buying the house? They were buying Feng Shui and luck! Once luck is on their side, wealth flows freely, and their careers soar, they could earn back hundreds of millions in no time.
Looking at the grand villa before him, Chen Xuan smiled wryly and said, "It seems the family I'm marrying into is either rich or noble."
Putting aside his thoughts, Chen Xuan got out of the car and reached for the doorbell. However, before he could press it, the small gate of the villa suddenly swung open. An old woman, around fifty or sixty years old with a kind face, walked out of the villa. Judging by her attire, she seemed to be a servant or a nanny. She looked Chen Xuan up and down and then asked with a smile, "Are you our young lady's son-in-law?"
Chen Xuan didn't know how to answer, as he wasn't fond of this marriage. But it was a mission, so he nodded heavily.
Seeing Chen Xuan’s slight awkwardness, the old woman assumed he was nervous. So, she smiled and said, "Son-in-law, don't be nervous. I am the young lady's wet nurse. You can just call me Wang Ma."
"Hello, Wang Ma," Chen Xuan said.
"Son-in-law is so polite. Please, come in. The young lady has been waiting for you for a long time," Wang Ma quickly ushered him in.
Chen Xuan strode into the villa and sat down in the living room. Soon, a servant brought him a cup of fragrant tea. "Son-in-law, please wait a moment. I'll go inform the young lady that you've arrived." Saying this, Wang Ma turned and left.
Chen Xuan looked around the room. The ornaments and paintings were almost all rare treasures, of considerable value. He looked at them with curiosity. Suddenly, he sniffed the aroma of the tea and his gaze fell on the teacup beside him. He picked it up and opened the lid. He saw tea dregs, costing perhaps two yuan per jin, floating in the cup, and he couldn't help but smile wryly.
Living in a villa worth hundreds of millions, and yet being served such cheap tea? This was clearly a show of power! He had thought the mission would be easy, seeing Wang Ma's kind face, but it seemed it wouldn't be so simple. Furthermore, he speculated that the young lady was likely unaware of this arranged marriage and did not approve of it. This might be good news. However, this mission would be more difficult. But no matter how difficult, he had to complete it, for he was the Xuan Yi Zhan Zun!
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Wang Ma knocked on the door and entered a room with a faint floral scent. Inside, two women were seated. One was very gentle in appearance but exuded a somewhat cold aura. The other was the young lady's playful maid, with a smile on her face. These two were none other than Su Yunxi and her maid Xiao Qing!
Wang Ma said softly to Su Yunxi, "Miss, your son-in-law has arrived and is waiting in the living room. This son-in-law is handsome and polite, he seems quite good..."
Su Yunxi said with some displeasure, "Wang Ma, I know. I'll change my clothes and be right there." Wang Ma knew Su Yunxi had someone else in her heart, but this was an arrangement made by her grandfather. She sighed and turned to leave the room.
After Wang Ma left, Su Yunxi remained seated on the sofa, motionless. She glanced at Xiao Qing and instructed, "Call Cousin and see if he's coming back from the provincial capital soon?"
Xiao Qing hesitated, "Miss, Young Master Zhou is known as the Mischief Demon King. After all, your son-in-law is the daughter's choice of husband, supposedly a dragon among men. If something happens, and the master blames us..."
"Call him, and hurry," Su Yunxi said. Xiao Qing dared not say more and immediately dialed the Mischief Demon King. A moment later, Xiao Qing hung up and said, "Miss, Young Master Zhou will be here immediately!"
"Good!" Su Yunxi nodded. Then she gritted her teeth and said decisively, "No matter what, I will find a way to stop this marriage!" She had argued with her father and asked her grandfather to mediate, but her father's attitude was extremely firm. She could only start with this guy who was marrying for his wife’s wealth!
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Chen Xuan waited in the living room for a full ten minutes, but he still hadn't seen the young lady Wang Ma mentioned. He asked a servant of the house. The servant coldly replied with two words: "Wait!" Chen Xuan had no choice but to sit back on the sofa, drink the tea made with dregs, and wait patiently.
Just then, a boisterous figure rushed from outside towards the living room. Before he arrived, an extremely arrogant voice rang out. "Which bastard dared to marry my cousin without my permission? He really has the guts of a bull!"
Chen Xuan's eyebrows twitched, and he looked up. A young master, full of swagger, charged in. This young master was dressed in branded casual wear, with an old jade necklace around his neck, and he was fiddling with a pair of walnuts in his hand. A jade pendant hung from his waist... Clearly, this Young Master Zhou was a walking antique shop.
As this Young Master Zhou entered the living room and swept his gaze around, his fierce eyes immediately fixed on Chen Xuan. He strode purposefully to Chen Xuan's side, his menacing eyes staring intently at him. Closer up, Chen Xuan noticed that Young Master Zhou's complexion was very ruddy. However, the redness was somewhat peculiar. While a normal person with a ruddy complexion would signify great luck and imminent joy, Young Master Zhou's complexion, though ruddy, was shaped like a peach blossom. Some might ask if this was indicative of romantic luck? Indeed, it was romantic luck. But, faintly, traces of malevolent energy appeared between Young Master Zhou's brows, flowing towards his peach blossom complexion, causing a hint of blackness to appear on his already ruddy forehead. This was not romantic luck; it was clearly a peach blossom curse! Romantic luck meant having good luck with women, whereas the so-called peach blossom curse meant having very good luck with female ghosts! This was terrifying. Encountering female ghosts every day.
Young Master Zhou sneered, "Kid, you're the one marrying my cousin?" Chen Xuan was startled. It turned out this young master was a protective cousin. He nodded faintly and said, "It is."
Young Master Zhou sized up Chen Xuan with disdain, "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself, what qualifications do you have? Look at your clothes and shoes, they don't even cost as much as this pair of Qing Dynasty walnuts in my hand." As he spoke, Young Master Zhou jiggled his walnuts. Then, he raised his thumb, revealing his thumb ring, and said contemptuously, "This thumb ring of mine, belonging to Emperor Huizong of Song, is worth millions. Even if you sold all your organs, you couldn't afford it."