Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 113 - 112 It’s really not easy to earn this merit (2 more updates)

Chapter 113: 112 It’s really not easy to earn this merit (2 more updates)

"I’m just a fortune-teller, I haven’t looked into your past, and I didn’t know you before today!"

Tang Mingshan clearly didn’t fully believe what Yun Ran said; he simply couldn’t understand why anyone would bother plotting against an old man like him.

Glancing at Old Liu, Tang Mingshan recognized the attire as that of chauffeurs for wealthy families, and so he at least didn’t suspect Yun Ran to be a swindler trying to scam money.

"Girl, if you have any motives, just say it directly!"

Because of Old Liu’s appearance, Tang Mingshan clearly decided not to beat around the bush with Yun Ran anymore and got straight to the point.

Yun Ran sighed. This was the trouble with not having powerful connections; one was always suspected of being a swindler or harboring ulterior motives.

In the past, she only needed to declare herself a person of Qingfeng Temple—even if it was a bluff, people would take her word for it.

Now, ironically, when she told the truth, she would be doubted for having some indescribable secrets, which was truly exhausting!

"Your previous position was not high, but not low either; you should have some insight."

Saying so, Yun Ran took out her identification as a specially appointed staff member of the Special Administration Bureau.

She slid it towards Tang Mingshan: "The Life Chart, ordinary Xuanmen people can’t see the crisis hidden within it.

If it weren’t for the Merit on your body, I wouldn’t have wasted so much time proving the truth of my words."

Not being trusted did not anger Yun Ran much, but she did feel a profound sense of helplessness. Earning Merit was indeed no easy feat.

Tang Mingshan opened the identification that Yun Ran handed over to him; he could tell at a glance if it was authentic.

The previously fierce Tang Mingshan deflated like a punctured balloon after clearly seeing Yun Ran’s credentials.

Although he was acquainted with some Xuanmen people, those people clearly couldn’t compare to individuals from the Special Administration Bureau.

The words Yun Ran had spoken before suddenly hit him like a boomerang, stabbing deep into his heart.

Could it be that his children were really going to be in trouble? Tang Mingshan felt a darkness before his eyes and, had his body not been strong, he likely would have collapsed right then and there.

"Hey, Old Tang clearly didn’t believe what the girl said just now, so why does he look so pale after looking at the little booklet she handed over?"

"Am I the only one curious about what that little booklet is? A certificate?"

"Didn’t you see the man standing next to the girl, just like the exclusive chauffeurs of CEOs in TV shows? Could she be some wealthy young lady out experiencing life?"

"Could she be a wealthy young lady with a Xuanmen princess script, deliberately finding Uncle Tang to act in this drama? It’s quite convincing, but I wonder how much money is involved!"

...

Yun Ran didn’t care about these comments, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t hear them. She was also surprised that people actually thought that Tang Mingshan had taken money to cooperate with her in this act.

Some even said they’d be willing to participate in the act for the right price, even willing to be recorded on video.

Yun Ran felt a wave of speechlessness at these people’s vivid imaginations.

She didn’t know that this area had been used as a filming location, and thus many people might have had experience as extras, which explained their unconventional thinking.

Tang Mingshan soon regained his composure, and when he looked at Yun Ran again, the sharpness in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by a hint of horror.

"My children..."

A man, tough enough never to shed a tear, was now choking up, which made Yun Ran feel somewhat uncomfortable herself.

She felt around and pulled a turtle shell from what seemed to be a regular pocket but was actually just a decorative Mustard Space.

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Now Tang Mingshan had lost his previous confidence, and his presence seemed to have shrunken.

He shook the turtle shell a few times, and the accompanying copper coin fell out.

Seeing the Divination, Yun Ran frowned; clearly, she hadn’t expected Tang Mingshan’s lonely old age to be a part of this chain of events.

"Master, how is it?"

Before, he had been condescendingly calling her a young girl, but now he directly addressed her as Master, with no hesitation whatsoever.

Those familiar with Tang Mingshan were stunned, their eyes wide.

"That’s so unlike Old Tang to have no principles, how much money was he given to change so quickly? Is this really the same Old Tang I knew?"

"Shh! Haven’t you all realized that this might not be a script, but reality? Don’t you know how stubborn Old Tang can be?

Do you not remember the incident with the property management charging ridiculous fees and bullying the residents, which resulted in higher authorities stepping in, wanting to brush things under the carpet?

If it weren’t for Old Tang, we’d be paying an extra one or two hundred a month by now, amounting to thousands a year. That’s millions for the whole complex lining the pockets of those scoundrels.

And later he organized us all to get rid of that virtue-lacking property management, and now the new management is so much better."

"Yeah, that’s right. Anyone could be doubted except for Uncle Tang. Uncle Tang is really capable! A little money can’t buy him."

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Yun Ran collected the turtle shell and then looked at Tang Mingshan: "Your children are involved in an incident.

According to the Divination, it seems they will get into trouble during a sea gathering three days from now–someone has sabotaged the ship, and it will sink to the bottom of the sea.

These karmic consequences aren’t on their heads, which is why my vision is limited, but this time it seems many will be injured or killed.

Unfortunately, without sufficient evidence, it’s impossible to find out who the culprit is, and alerting the police will probably be dismissed. Alternatively, you could just tell your children not to go."

Since Yun Ran had uncovered this matter, she would report it upwards, to see how her superiors would arrange for an investigation.

If it had been anyone else speaking, Tang Mingshan definitely wouldn’t have believed it, but Yun Ran was from the Special Administration Bureau, so he believed her.

However, Yun Ran’s words also reminded him that his son had called him earlier, mentioning an upcoming sea party.

For his three children to go together indicated this party’s significant influence and the likely high status of those involved.

Right now, time was of the essence. Instead of spending time investigating this sea party, it was better to inquire directly from his son.

Tang Mingshan immediately flipped through his phone to find his son’s number and called.

This proactive attitude made Yun Ran almost commend him, thinking how true it was that old soldiers have high spirits.

Yun Ran sent the information she got from Tang Mingshan to Shen Zhe to investigate.

Her fortune-telling stall being wrecked, and even though Tang Mingshan compensated for the loss, Yun Ran no longer felt in the mood to continue fortune-telling. She asked Old Liu to pack up the things and head straight back home.