The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 502 - This Is F Cking Accurate!

“Interesting. Could you please go into more detail?”

Murong Tian was intrigued.

”No rush,” Su Ming said calmly, stroking his chin where a goatee would be if he had one. “If I'm not mistaken, the financial loss occurred last night.”

“Holy shit!”

Murong Tian leapt to his feet.

What the hell!

How could it be so precise?

It was common knowledge that only a select few were aware that the remaining funds from the club would end up with the Murong family.

Not even the club's manager was in the loop.

Could any of those few have informed Su Ming?

Impossible.

They hadn't even met him before, right?

“This, this, this…”

Murong Tian was flabbergasted.

He had assumed it was all in jest, but it turned out to be eerily accurate.

“Young Master Murong, what's the matter?”

“Are you uncomfortable sitting here?”

“It can't be, this couch is genuine leather.”

The three ladies nearby chimed in anxiously.

“Silence, don't talk!”

Murong Tian turned and snapped at them before cautiously sitting next to Su Ming. “Brother, what else have you discerned?”

Murong Tian was still somewhat skeptical.

Though the chances were incredibly slim, what if the information had been leaked?

“It seems you don't trust me, Brother Murong.”

“If I'm not mistaken, this gentleman here suffered a violent misfortune last night.”

“Moreover, it appears he has lost his memory and can't recall last night's events.”

Su Ming's gaze settled on Wang Hu.

“Oh my god, Master! How did you know? I did indeed suffer a violent misfortune last night, it was awful…”

Wang Hu was on the verge of kneeling.

This was uncannily accurate.

He had never met the Master before.

Hsu Chenyue was nearly losing her mind on the sidelines.

How did Su Ming know?

Why did he know?

Naturally, he knew.

Because he was the one who inflicted the bloody disaster on you last night!

But the crux of the matter was that Wang Hu now remembered nothing.

He truly believed Su Ming was a master.

Murong Tian was also dumbfounded.

This, this, this…

Could it really be this accurate?

At this moment, all pretense had vanished from Murong Tian's mind.

“The master…”

His address had shifted.

The three beautiful women nearby, upon hearing Murong Tian's words and witnessing Wang Hu's reaction, instantly understood.

His predictions were spot on.

They too were taken aback.

Indeed, true talent can be found in the most unexpected places!

“Don't rush, don't rush, I'm not done yet.”

“Not only am I aware of that, but I also know that deep down, you've been yearning for something, Brother Murong. Despite all the time and effort you've invested, there's been little to no progress.”

Su Ming feigned wisdom, nodding and shaking his head as he spoke.

“Yes, exactly!”

Murong Tian nodded eagerly.

Su Ming began gesturing with his fingers, seemingly calculating something.

The more he figured, the graver his expression became, his brows knitting together, his face growing as dark as a stormy sky.

Murong Tian felt a chill in his heart at the sight.

What could this mean?

“Brother Murong, if my guess is correct, the wealth you've squandered is tainted.”

“You were on the path to a bright future, poised to join the ranks of the nation's wealthiest, but alas, that tainted wealth has shattered your good fortune.”

“Brother Murong, a violent misfortune looms over you in the coming days. Your life may very well be at risk.”

Su Ming let out a sigh as he spoke.

“This…”

Murong Tian was momentarily taken aback.

Could this be true?

The initial predictions were indeed uncannily accurate.

But now, doubts crept in.

Wasn't this the typical fortune teller's script?

First, they're spot on, and then they warn of impending doom.

Next thing you know, they're asking for money, claiming they can avert the crisis.

If you refuse, the worry gnaws at you; if you pay, they demand a hefty sum.

As Murong Tian pondered, his expression shifted.

Su Ming gave a slight smile, noticing the change.

Just as expected, you're skeptical.

But I've come prepared.

“If I'm not mistaken, in ten seconds, someone will enter with a bottle of red wine.”

Su Ming declared.

“Huh?”

The others looked around in disbelief.

How could that be possible?

In an upscale KTV, guest privacy was paramount.

No one could enter without permission, let alone with red wine.

Was this some kind of joke?

No one had placed an order.

The people around were skeptical.

Then, as they were shaking their heads in disbelief,

a knock echoed from the door.

Everyone paused, taken aback.

Wang Hu opened the door,

and a person entered.

“Young Master Murong, we've heard of your arrival. This red wine is a gift from our boss,” the waiter said with utmost respect.

He then excused himself and left.

Everyone's jaws dropped.

Damn!

He nailed it!

“Could it be a plant?”

While everyone was still in shock, Lee Kemeng blurted out a thought.

“Ah, right, right, it could be a plant.”

“Young Master Murong, you shouldn't take these people at their word so easily,” the other two girls chimed in from the side.

A plant?

Murong Tian nearly broke down.

A plant, my foot!

This waiter was his own inside man,

meant to deliver a bottle of red wine during the birthday party.

Even Murong Tian didn't know the exact timing.

Yet Su Ming had called it.

If you were to say it was a setup, it was indeed one: but it was Murong Tian's setup.

“I… uh… this…”

Murong Tian stuttered.

“If I'm not mistaken,”

“the power will go out in two minutes.”

Su Ming said with a slow smile.

“No way! That's just not possible!”

Wang Hu was the first to dismiss the idea.

Oh, great seer, you may have been spot on before, but this? This you've got all wrong.

How could it be?

This is Longhua KTV, one of the top entertainment venues in Eastsea!

The electrical system is checked multiple times daily.

Even if Eastsea had a blackout, they have backup generators!

They would never let a power outage occur.

“Exactly! It's not going to happen.”

Lee Kemeng and the others also shook their heads.

“Young Master Murong, don't listen to him. Let's just enjoy our drinks.”

“Absolutely.”

The three girls wasted no time, opening the red wine and pouring several glasses.

They weren't foolish; they knew the wine wasn't cheap,

costing upwards of ten to twenty thousand a bottle.

But it was a gift, after all. It'd be a shame not to drink it.

Murong Tian also doubted the possibility of a blackout.

There was no chance of that happening.

How could it be possible?

He loosened up a bit and shared some red wine with the ladies next to him.

They even poured a glass for Su Ming and Hsu Chenyue.

But Su Ming didn't drink, and Hsu Chenyue didn't even pick hers up. Instead, the two sat quietly on the side, enjoying some watermelon.

“Why aren't you two drinking? This wine costs twenty thousand a bottle, and Young Master Murong is footing the bill today. If you don't drink now, you might never get such an opportunity again.”

“Exactly, don't play coy. Come on, at least raise a glass with us.”

The three girls cuddled close to Murong Tian.

“Yueyue.”

Murong Tian offered a gentle smile. “This red wine is quite exquisite. Aren't you tempted to try it?”

But no sooner had they spoken.

Click!

The lights went out.

The room plunged into darkness.

Absolute silence reigned.