Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 173 - 172: Young Master, You Have a Fan! (Part 2)

This scene instantly amused Yun Ran; the modified qilin-shaped ornament even knew how to beg for mercy.

Thinking it over, Yun Ran cast a Spirit Summoning Technique on the ornament, and not only could the previously motionless ornament now move its eyes, but its mouth could move as well.

A mature man’s voice came from the mouth of the modified qilin, "Oh my goodness, I was almost suffocated to death."

Yun Ran: ...

Ginsengfruit: ...

Accustomed to the milky voice of Little Paperman, they were both quite uncomfortable with the sudden appearance of a mature man’s voice.

The owner of the voice seemed to have really been stifled badly. He didn’t wait for Yun Ran to ask before spilling the beans about everything.

It turned out that he was a Dark Master from Yinghua Country. Of course, his skills were of the lower tier, but he was a warm-hearted person.

He never did evil and often helped others out for free, so his reputation was quite good.

A year ago, he encountered a desperate mother and son; the child’s Life Soul had been extracted, leaving him in a dazed and foolish state.

He naturally tried his best to help. Alas, after much investigation, he found that it led to some of the largest Dark Master families in Yinghua Country.

It was too late for him to back out. He didn’t even know how he died. By the time he became conscious, he had already turned into an ornament.

This Dark Master named Hirano Jiro spoke with a hint of sadness: "I wonder how that mother and son are doing now. It’s a pity that my powers were too weak. I don’t even know who sealed me into this ornament."

Yun Ran’s brow furrowed slightly; she didn’t feel any Xuan Sect techniques on this ornament at all.

She reached out and placed her hand over the modified qilin, and sure enough, it was as she had suspected.

"You weren’t sealed inside this ornament; you yourself are this ornament."

Hirano Jiro was stunned, then somewhat stunnedly asked, "What! You mean to say I wasn’t sealed inside it?"

Yun Ran shook her head and asked another question, "What year were you born?"

After Hirano Jiro replied, Yun Ran fell silent. If this guy wasn’t lying, he should be almost 200 years old by now.

In other words, he had been dead for over a hundred years, and this ornament had only been made a year ago.

Hirano Jiro was shocked: "Ah? Wasn’t I only 25 years old?"

Yun Ran shook her head: "It’s the year 2024 now. You’re almost 200. There are no Xuan Sect techniques on you. Your becoming an ornament must have been a coincidence."

Hirano Jiro became emo; he had no idea he had been dead for so long, nor did he know how he had died.

After a long while, Hirano Jiro, sounding distressed, continued: "Can I ask you to help me investigate how I died? I... I will compensate you."

For someone who liked to help others, not knowing how he died was indeed distressing.

Ginsengfruit, feeling a little emotional, said: [Host, please help him. This is just too pitiful.]

If a Dark Master maintained obsessions after death, it was very easy for them to be tainted with evil desires and turn into an evil being.

Since they were practically fellow practitioners, Yun Ran nodded in agreement.

However, there were still doubts within the story that prevented Yun Ran from fully believing Hirano Jiro’s words. He had claimed that his death came only after helping the mother and son a year ago.

And this ornament was also made just a year ago. But actually, there was over a century’s gap between these events, and there must be some trickery involved.

It seemed that the only way to get the answer was to find the artist who made the ornament.

Yun Ran looked up the product description and found the agent’s phone number, then directly called it.

By now, she had put aside all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures she had bought back, as well as the Evil Cultivator who had troubled her before.

The phone rang for a good while before someone answered.

A warm female voice responded: "Hello, this is Fantian Art, I’m Cici."

"Hello, I’m the person who bid on the Divine Beast series at the auction today. I really like these works. Could I meet Kong Bai?"

Cici paused for a moment. This Divine Beast series was a tough sell at their Fantian Art, completely out of sync with their company’s tone.

Fantian Art represented works by internationally renowned masters; just releasing the news would definitely result in a full house.

Only the Divine Beast series, which was too avant-garde, hadn’t found appreciation yet. Despite being pushed several times alongside other masters’ work for heat, it just wouldn’t take off.

Having no other option, the company’s big boss insisted on promoting this series of works, even making all the staff push it with all their might.

In the end, Cici had to reluctantly put it on the auction block, not expecting it to fail the bid four or five times.

Finally, it sold out this time, making the whole studio feel a greater sense of achievement than if they had hosted a grand master’s exhibition.

Heavens know, when she heard that the caller had purchased the Divine Beast series, her heart sank for a moment, fearing the buyer would back out.

Thankfully the latter half of the statement saved her from rising blood pressure.

If it were someone else who had bought works from international masters wanting to contact the artists through them, she would have directly refused.

But now, this lady had helped their company solve a problematic issue they couldn’t shake off, so Cici was very willing to help.

"Miss, please hold on for a moment, I’ll contact Kong Bai’s assistant and see if we can arrange a meeting."

People at Fantian Art were surprised to see Cici willing to help a client reach out to someone, but when they heard it was for the master of the Divine Beast series, they all understood.

Tan Chengbi’s assistant couldn’t believe it when he received the call. Their young master really had fans now?

This wasn’t to say their young master was poor at anything. With his status, there were always people fawning over him.

But this time, the young master had concealed his identity throughout, meaning he had finally conquered someone with his own talents.

"Master, master, you have a fan now!"

Tan Chengbi was sketching in the pavilion in the yard; the ’success’ of the Divine Beast series had greatly boosted his confidence, and now he was preparing to complete the design for the next series.

Hearing his assistant, who had grown up with him, shouting excitedly, Tan Chengbi was quite composed.

"With my overflowing talent, it’s only normal to have fans. Stop making a fuss or I’ll dock your bonus!"

The assistant: ...

The young master was good at everything but loved docking bonuses, thankfully, each time after docking, he would find an opportunity to double compensate him.

"Fantian Art called, saying the lady who bought your work wants to meet you and hear about your artistic inspiration." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Trying to suppress a grin harder than an AK, Tan Chengbi looked disapprovingly at his assistant: "I’ve said it before, we need to keep a low profile, look at you, making a fuss like that!"

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