Chapter 2 – Her Great Merit!

Yan Zhengtian’s brows furrowed even deeper—clearly, he didn’t think much of Young Master Liang.

But given the Liang family’s status in Jiangcheng, he couldn’t say much.

“Minmin, let’s take A Qiao inside first,” he said. Out of sight, out of mind.

Madam Yan, Su Min, thought the same.

However, Yan Qiao didn’t move.

She looked at the second young master of the Liang family, Liang Song, and said, “Your glabella is dark, you’re shrouded in ominous energy, your eyes are ringed with black—you won’t live long.”

Liang Song, already in a bad mood, instantly flared up upon hearing these unlucky words. He glared at Yan Qiao, “You little brat, what did you just say? Don’t you know how to talk? If you don’t, then shut your mouth!”

How could he yell at their precious daughter?

Yan Zhengtian’s face darkened immediately. “Young Master Liang, this is my beloved daughter. Please mind your tone!”

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It was one thing to drag his son around to drink and fool around, neglecting his duties—but now he dared to yell at his daughter?

“That’s right! She’s my sister! Why are you yelling at her? What if you scare her? I won’t let this go!” Yan Hao also stepped up to defend his sister.

“You didn’t hear what she just said? She basically cursed me to death! Who wouldn’t feel jinxed hearing that?!”

“How was I supposed to know she’s your sister?!”

Liang Song replied self-righteously.

Yan Hao was slightly guilty—his sister’s words just now were indeed unpleasant.

“She’s young, just came back, and doesn’t know better! Why take her seriously?” Even if he was in the wrong, he still argued back boldly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Qiao spoke calmly again, “I’m telling the truth.”

“He’s been entangled by negative energy these past few days—having nightmares, nothing going smoothly. Before coming here, he also got into trouble and didn’t dare tell his family.”

“You got bad luck from being near him. That’s what’s dragging down your fortune. That’s why you’re unlucky too.”

Yan Qiao said all this with complete calmness.

Su Min stood by her daughter, feeling conflicted.

After all, her daughter had lived in a Taoist temple for eighteen years—how could she not be affected?

But no matter what, it couldn’t be her daughter’s fault.

Yan Zhengtian was also trying to convince himself of that.

Yan Hao, full of youthful fire, thought—his sister was…

Then, surprisingly, Young Master Liang didn’t scold her again. Instead, he looked at Yan Qiao in shock.

“Master, please save me!” He bent forward and pleaded.

Yan Hao was stunned—his expression matched. That fast of a change in attitude?

Could it be… this odd sister of his really said something accurate?

“Want to buy a talisman? Two hundred each. We’ve got safety talismans, calming talismans, and evil-repelling talismans,” Yan Qiao offered, listing them off fluently.

Yan Zhengtian rubbed his temples, not sure what to say.

He didn’t want to embarrass his daughter—she had just returned home.

“I’ll buy! Give me a few of each!” Liang Song couldn’t take it anymore. As long as it might help, he’d try anything. Better to believe than not.

“Pay up!”

He pulled out his phone and scanned Yan Qiao’s payment code.

As soon as Liang Song got the talismans, he instantly felt lighter, and his mind cleared up a lot. The rage that had clouded him began to calm down.

“When the writing on the talisman fades, that means it absorbed the misfortune for you—and it’s used up.”

Yan Hao stood off to the side, watching with wide eyes. He could clearly see a difference in Liang Song after getting the talismans—it was seriously uncanny.

Liang Song was about to say something else, but a sudden phone call pulled him away. Yan Hao didn’t even get a chance to speak to him.

“Hey, Liang Song! Why were you even looking for me?!” he shouted after him.

Just then, Yan Qiao added with complete calmness, “Don’t worry. He’ll be back.”

“His problems aren’t so easily solved.”

Yan Zhengtian shook his head. “So reckless—just like you.”

Yan Hao stroked his chin, deep in thought.

“A Qiao, let’s go inside,” Su Min tried again.

But once more, they didn’t go in.

Because Yan Qiao was distracted by noise from the neighbors moving in.

More precisely, by the presence of purple energy.

She sensed a strong wave of purple aura.

Yan Qiao walked toward it.

Their place was a standalone villa, but the neighbors weren’t too far away.

Several tall men in black suits were moving things into the villa—constantly going in and out.

Finally, someone stepped out of a luxury car, surrounded by several people. One of them was carrying a medical kit—possibly a doctor.

The man was deathly pale, with striking, sculpted features. His hair was cut very short, highlighting his slightly gaunt but handsome face.

His brows were faintly furrowed. He exuded a natural air of authority and intimidation.

Yan Qiao leaned against the fence, staring intently at him like she was studying some rare treasure.

“Bathed in purple aura, a full forehead, clearly the face of an emperor. But his crown is shrouded in death and dark energy—two forces locked in a stalemate.”

“What an unusual fate.”

“What kind of circumstances would create this kind of fate?”

“Too bad… he won’t live much longer.”

Yan Qiao knew—this must be the person her master told her to find, someone with a unique fate. She didn’t expect to find him on her first day down the mountain!

She could clearly see the words Great Merit written on his forehead!

But judging from his condition, she couldn’t help but feel that her master had set a trap for her.

“That old man is too cruel. Always giving me hard problems and trying to make my life difficult!”

Yan Qiao muttered to herself in her usual indifferent tone—speaking as if narrating a TV show, not even trying to lower her voice.

Every single word fell into Li Xiao’s ears.

He stopped in his tracks, his sharp gaze locking onto her.

It was like a sword piercing directly through one’s chest.

Yan Zhengtian and Su Min quickly rushed over.

Their faces changed slightly, showing signs of concern.

They had already heard that a very important figure from the capital would be staying in their neighborhood.

The property management had been busy preparing for days.

This must be the one. Just one look and you could tell he was extraordinary!

Could this be Li Xiao, the legendary head of the Li family in the capital?

Yan Zhengtian suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

“A Qiao, stop talking nonsense. Let’s go inside now!” Yan Zhengtian said seriously. People like this were not to be provoked. They couldn’t afford it.

The Li family was a top-tier aristocratic clan in the capital—untouchable.

His daughter’s habit of saying whatever she wanted, whenever and wherever, needed to stop before she brought disaster upon them.

While her health seemed fine now, her mind… might not be.

He was really at his wit’s end.

And yet Yan Qiao had no idea just how terrifying this man standing before her truly was.

Even after her father tried to stop her, she still said boldly, “I’m not talking nonsense. He really won’t live past the month! The purple aura on him is already at its limit. The root problem is the curse on his body.”

She said it earnestly to Yan Zhengtian, leaving him utterly speechless—as if punching a ball of cotton.

“A Qiao…” Su Min’s voice trembled, worried, her eyes starting to tear up.

Yan Qiao turned to her and said, “Pretty Mom, I’m not lying.”

Su Min’s heart melted. Her daughter had finally called her Mom—and even added Pretty! How could she not support her blindly?

“Alright, Mommy believes you! My A Qiao is absolutely right!”

Yan Zhengtian’s mouth twitched at the corner. His wife seriously had zero principles!

At that moment, Li Xiao walked over. The bodyguards beside him had a fierce, ready-to-act stance—like they were just waiting for their boss to give the order so they could grab the mouthy girl and teach her a lesson.

Li Xiao’s piercing gaze landed on Yan Qiao’s beautiful little face.

He asked in a low, cold voice, “You can save me?”