I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 656 - 463

Glancing at his son, Ning Pengjun, Ning Jiacheng felt a lingering sense of fear. His son had studied abroad in his early years, and after returning to the Ning Family, he had indeed led them to a new peak with his modern ideas. The most unfortunate thing, however, was that his son never believed in ghosts or spirits. Even after hearing countless rumors about Master Xia, he remained a staunch disbeliever.

Indeed, making an atheist believe in such things was difficult. That was why Ning Pengjun had been worried about his father being deceived and insisted on coming along. Although Ning Jiacheng had warned him not to enter and to wait outside, Ning Pengjun couldn’t resist rushing in the moment he heard Xiao Yun had woken up.

On the surface, I punished him for insulting Master Xia, but in reality, I was saving the entire Ning Family from the brink of disaster. If Ning Pengjun’s words had truly angered Master Xia, I wouldn’t know what to do.

Looking at Ning Pengjun kneeling on the ground with a bewildered expression, a wave of anger washed over Ning Jiacheng. Master Xia just saved my granddaughter, and this fool of a son immediately rushes in to insult him. What is this if not repaying kindness with enmity? If word of this got out, the reputation our Ning Family has spent decades building would be utterly ruined. Not to mention what those families on good terms with Master Xia would do after hearing about this. Even though the Ning Family is currently the wealthiest in Xiangjiang, I am absolutely certain that to stay on Xia Liang’s good side, the other powers in Xiangjiang would immediately isolate us. After all, the people who know Master Xia aren’t just the major families, but also certain high-ranking officials. At that point, even if Master Xia said nothing, our family would be completely ostracized.

"Dad, why... why did you hit me? What did I do wrong?"

Although he wanted to shout, Ning Pengjun remembered his father’s earlier actions and cautiously voiced his confusion. The punishment of being expelled from the family had never once been invoked in the Ning Family’s decades of history. And now, for an outsider, Ning Jiacheng was about to kick him out of the family. This would be an unbelievable shock to anyone in the Ning Family. Is this outsider really worth my father doing this?

Meanwhile, Ning Pengjun took the opportunity to glance at Xia Liang, who was standing nearby. But Xia Liang was just looking at him with a faint smile, the corners of his mouth turned up. Standing behind Xia Liang, Wu Tong sighed for the man kneeling on the floor.

Seeing that Xia Liang had no intention of speaking, Ning Jiacheng also remained silent, merely giving Ning Pengjun a cold snort. The message was clear: figure it out for yourself.

Ning Jiacheng’s furtive glances at Xia Liang’s expression did not escape Ning Pengjun’s notice.

I know Father has consulted many masters for Xiao Yun’s sake, but he has never shown such an expression, not for any master or high-ranking official. When did my father start to read someone else’s face before speaking? Even before we entered the room, his attitude toward Xia Liang was merely one of great respect. But in less than half an hour, that attitude has intensified several times over... What on earth happened during that time?

At this thought, cold sweat began to bead on Ning Pengjun’s face. Could it be that this Xia Liang truly possesses heaven-defying abilities? Why does everyone who meets him treat him like a living deity? The major families of Jinling, the entire upper crust, the He Family and He Hongsheng of Haojiang, and everyone who attended the He Family’s banquet. And Liao Yijie of the Xiangjiang Security Bureau, who came to hold him in high regard in just a few days. Including my own father, who has only spoken with him for a few minutes. Did I... did I really almost cause a catastrophe just now? A disaster so great that Father would disown me to contain it?

The more Ning Pengjun thought, the more terrified he became, and the more plausible it seemed. But what could Xia Liang have possibly done in just a few minutes to make my father willing to kick me out rather than offend him? My father came here for Xiao Yun. But Xiao Yun just woke up in the hospital; I saw her myself on a video call. Logically, there should be nothing else that could make my father so reverent and fearful of Xia Liang. So what is going on?

Wait a minute.

Seeing the look of utter disappointment his father gave him, Ning Pengjun caught a glimpse of something strange. Cold sweat poured from his body as if a dam had burst. He had just thought of an incredibly shocking possibility.

The time Xiao Yun woke up was the exact moment Father was talking with Xia Liang. Why didn’t she wake up in the past few years? Why not at any other time? Why did she wake up today, of all days, precisely when my father was meeting with Xia Liang? Could it be...

Ning Pengjun swallowed hard, his gaze toward Xia Liang instantly filling with abject terror.

Did Xia Liang heal Xiao Yun... from this very room? No. Impossible.

He immediately began to shake his head frantically. The private hospital where Xiao Yun is staying is at least a half-hour drive away, tens of kilometers from here. They are on opposite ends of Xiangjiang. How could Xia Liang possibly affect her body and make her awaken from such a distance? But if not, how can I explain her suddenly waking up while my father was talking with him? Could it be... the rumors about Xia Liang’s supernatural feats... are all true? If that’s the case, it would explain why my father is so respectful. He must believe that Xiao Yun’s recovery is connected to Xia Liang, which is why he was so harsh on me. To call this all a coincidence would be too much of a stretch.

Thinking this far, Ning Pengjun took a deep breath and addressed Xia Liang with the utmost respect. "I was impulsive to have insulted you, Master Xia. I am willing to offer any compensation within my power."

Although he desperately wanted to believe it was all a coincidence, Ning Pengjun didn’t have the courage to say so. After all, the fact that Xiao Yun, who had been in a vegetative state for years, woke up the very moment Old Master Ning Jiacheng sought out Master Xia was a fact few would believe to be unrelated to him.

Seeing that his son had finally figured out the reason for his anger, Ning Jiacheng let out a sigh of relief.

Having lived so long, I know that some coincidences are simply impossible.

So, although he hadn’t directly witnessed Xia Liang’s abilities, he now believed in him completely. After all, if Xia Liang’s prediction had been wrong, and if Ning Pengjun hadn’t burst in to announce Xiao Yun’s recovery, Xia Liang’s entire reputation would have been destroyed. He would never have made such a claim if he wasn’t confident he could influence Xiao Yun from here.

It seems the title of "Living Immortal," one who can revive the dead and extend lifespans, is no exaggeration.

Noticing that Xia Liang didn’t seem particularly angry, Ning Jiacheng nodded at Ning Pengjun. "Since you understand, get out of here! Don’t stay and be an eyesore to Grand Master Xia."

Old Master Ning Jiacheng waved him away. Seeing that Xia Liang bore no grudge, Ning Pengjun also breathed a huge sigh of relief. After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he bowed slightly to Xia Liang and began to walk toward the door. Because he had been kneeling for some time, his legs were weak, and he walked slowly. As he went, he continued to ponder what had just happened.

Xiao Yun’s awakening definitely had something to do with Xia Liang. Either Xia Liang healed her... or he knew she would wake up today. He knew she would wake up today...

As he dwelled on this second possibility, Ning Pengjun suddenly recalled something, and his entire body froze.