"Hey, He Xinyi, what are you doing? How can you be so rude?"

He Xinwu banged on the door. "Open the door now! How dare you neglect Master Chen? What do you think you're doing?"

Chen Xiao said calmly, "Don't rush her. I'll wait."

He Xinwu was dumbfounded. His sister, who had been kicked out of the family, could actually make Master Chen wait? How much face did she have?

Moreover, what was Master Chen waiting for?

It only took a few minutes for He Xinwu to understand.

Because when He Xinyi opened the door again, she had put on a light layer of makeup, and her whole person had become much more radiant, no longer as haggard as before.

"Please come in, Mr. Chen."

He Xinyi made a gesture of invitation and said respectfully.

Chen Xiao walked into He Xinyi's room, and He Xinwu wanted to follow, but He Xinyi stopped him at the door.

"It's small inside. There's no room for a big shot like you, Mr. He."

After saying that, she slammed the door shut.

Chen Xiao looked around He Xinyi's place. It seemed inaccurate to describe it as 'poverty-stricken.'

Because it was not only 'poverty-stricken,' but also pitifully small, like a rat hole.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiao couldn't help but sigh. He Xinyi used to be the kind of person who wouldn't bat an eye at spending a fortune.

But in just one or two months, she had become so down and out, which was really unexpected.

However, Chen Xiao didn't have much sympathy for He Xinyi. Thinking of how arrogant this girl used to be, maybe it wasn't a bad thing for her to suffer a little.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Chen Xiao asked calmly.

He Xinyi shrugged and pretended to be indifferent. "What else could it be? When I went to the mainland before, I not only spent all my savings, but also misappropriated a large amount of family funds. In the end, I suffered a complete defeat and was kicked out of the family by He Mingsen."

He Xinyi seemed indifferent, but from the fact that she directly called He Mingsen by his name, it was not difficult to see her resentment and dissatisfaction.

After hearing her words, Chen Xiao frowned.

"You can't really be considered to have suffered a complete defeat, can you? The Gathering Spirit Pill (Julong Dan) I gave you in the end could help Grandpa He extend his life by five years. He should thank you for that alone."

He Xinyi smiled bitterly, "I gave him the Gathering Spirit Pill (Julong Dan), and he took it. After that, his body visibly improved, but he didn't appreciate it. He turned his back on me and said it was all someone else's credit… In short, he still resented me for misappropriating the He family's assets and held a grudge against me."

"Someone else's credit?"

Chen Xiao was very unhappy when he heard this. "Who stole your credit?"

No matter who stole He Xinyi's credit, in the end, it was an offense to Chen Xiao.

After all, Chen Xiao had kindly given the pill, but in the end, the other party not only didn't appreciate it, but also said it was someone else's credit. How could he tolerate this?

"During my time in the mainland, a medical witch named Song Fangjin suddenly appeared beside He Mingsen. He held a ritual for He Mingsen almost every week, saying that it could help He Mingsen extend his life, and even make him immortal. He Mingsen trusted him extremely, not only letting him live in the He family every day, but also treating him better than his own son!"

He Xinyi explained.

"Extending life through rituals?"

Chen Xiao was slightly stunned, and then said coldly, "I'm afraid he's borrowing life from others. It seems he's another insidious person!"

Extending life through rituals and extending life through pills are completely different in nature. If you rely on rituals to extend your life, then for every day He Mingsen lives longer, the person whose life is being borrowed will live one day less.

This is an act that goes against the laws of nature and morality, it is pure evil.

"By the way, Mr. Chen, why did you come to Hong Kong Island, and you even found me. Is there anything you need?"

Speaking of this, He Xinyi paused for a moment, then smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's just that I'm afraid I can't help you much now."

"That's not necessarily true. I came to Hong Kong Island this time to look for a man named Tu Junhou. He claims to be the number one magic master in Hong Kong Island. Do you know him?"

Chen Xiao told the truth.

Hearing this, He Xinyi laughed directly: "I know him, coincidentally, the medical witch Song Fangjin I just mentioned is Tu Junhou's disciple! He must know where Tu Junhou is!"

"There is such a coincidence?"

Chen Xiao couldn't help but sneer, "It seems that enemies really do meet. Then I will go and meet this Song Fangjin now, and settle an account with He Mingsen by the way. My Gathering Spirit Pill (Julong Dan) wasn't for nothing! Are you interested in going with me?"

He Xinyi's eyes lit up immediately, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I'm going. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have ended up where I am today!"

……

The He family's mid-levels villa.

At this time of day, the He family should be brightly lit, but at this moment, the villa is pitch black.

In a hall, Mr. He Mingsen, wearing a black shroud, sat upright on a grand master's chair.

In front of him was a copper basin, with paper money burning vigorously inside.

Opposite him, a young man was kneeling on the ground, shivering with fear, his face ashen, and beads of sweat the size of beans flowed from his forehead.

Around the two of them, there was also a circle of burning white candles.

A short, fat middle-aged man wearing colorful clothes and with long hair was pacing back and forth around the candles.

He was beating a shaman drum and chanting strings of obscure and incomprehensible spells.

This short, fat man with long hair was Song Fangjin. At this moment, he was performing a life-borrowing ritual for He Mingsen again.

The young man kneeling on the ground was the object of the life-borrowing.

As the last character of the spell fell, Song Fangjin suddenly hit the shaman drum, and the circle of candles suddenly went out at the same time.

At the same time, the man kneeling on the ground instantly lost all consciousness and fell to the ground.

Song Fangjin shouted, "The ritual is over, turn on the lights!"

The He family's servants immediately turned on the lights, and the hall became brightly lit.

The servants skillfully came up to clean up the things, including the young man who was unconscious on the ground, and carried him out together.

Several young and beautiful girls served He Mingsen to take off his shroud and put on a bright red robe, which was very festive.

He Mingsen's complexion was ruddy. No one would have thought that just a month and a half ago, he had been so thin that he was skin and bones, lying on the bed dying, and could only rely on injections to maintain his life.

"Mr. He, how do you feel now?"

Song Fangjin asked with a flattering expression.

"Good, better than ever! Fangjin, every time you perform a ritual for me, I feel like I'm ten years younger! You are really a lucky star sent to me by God, God treats me well!"

He Mingsen was radiant and full of pride!

He had no idea that a dangerous person was getting closer and closer to the He family...