Hidden Master: starting by canceling ten marriage proposals

Meanwhile.

Elsewhere.

A man and his younger brother were walking down the street, looking utterly soulless and dispirited.

Once revered by all Heretic Feng Shui Masters, the man had become a nobody, a discarded pawn.

Simply because his Fortune had dissipated, making him meaningless to the Heretic Feng Shui Masters.

"Those damned snobs!"

Walking beside his brother, the young man was seething with indignation, "They actually kicked us out just because your Fortune is gone, Brother!"

"Zhao Rui!"

The man's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at his younger brother.

At this moment, the last thing he could bear was anyone mentioning Fortune!

Even if it was his own younger brother!

"Brother..."

Zhao Rui turned pale, and the fear he'd felt towards his elder brother since childhood left him unable to say another word.

"Hmph!"

The man let out a cold snort, his face set with a chilling light, "If I catch that brat, I'll kill him with my own hands!"

Zhao Rui nodded again and again, saying nothing.

The two brothers walked on for a while before Zhao Rui suddenly came to a halt, as if struck by a thought.

"What now?"

The man asked impatiently.

"Brother! I've thought of a solution!"

Zhao Rui's eyes were ablaze with fervor, looking excitedly at his elder brother.

"What are you talking about?"

"Brother, I mean, I've found a way to get us out of this predicament!"

"What way?"

The man's eyes lit up at the possibility.

If he could return to his former self, he was willing to pay any price, willing to do anything!

"We were driven out because your Fortune had dissolved,"

Zhao Rui spoke rapidly, "But tonight, at a banquet I attended, I met ten women, all of whom possess unusually thriving Fortune, a rarity in this world."

"I originally thought that sooner or later, their Fortune would be absorbed by you, so I didn't pay it much mind, but now it seems that may be our turning point!"

"You mean to say?"

The man's gaze flickered, pondering something.

"As long as we capture those ten women, then use a secret method to transfer their Fortune to you, your Fortune might even become several times stronger than before!"

Zhao Rui, eyes filled with passion, continued, "Then, it won't be us groveling to those snobs anymore, but them begging us to return!"

"Are you serious?"

The man looked at Zhao Rui skeptically.

Before his own Fortune faltered, he was among the most esteemed of all the Heretic Feng Shui Masters, a standing achieved only after absorbing the Fortune of countless others.

Now, just by taking the Fortune of ten people, he was enticed by the prospect of such benefits.

"Where are those ten women?"

The man asked with intense eagerness.

"I don't know..."

Zhao Rui shook his head subconsciously and, seeing his brother's brows about to furrow, he quickly continued, "However, the fiancé of one of the women is quite famous. If we find him, how can we fail to find them?"

"By then, Brother, you will still be the king among the Heretic Feng Shui Masters! Even the future emperor will be at your command!"

Listening to his younger brother's flattering and grand promises, the man nodded slowly.

"Alright, you'll be in charge of finding them. Make it quick."

"Yes!"

...

When Yin Tian returned to the Yin Mansion with Mu Lingshan, it was already late into the night.

Su Qinwei and the other girls had long been fast asleep, while the assassins of the Shadow Hall were diligently guarding the surroundings, allowing no one to approach.

"Alright, Sister Shan, go to bed,"

Yin Tian said to Mu Lingshan with a grin, "Sweet dreams."

"Mhm."

Mu Lingshan, reluctant to part with Yin Tian, did not insist and obediently returned to her room.

However, Yin Tian did not return to his own room but walked towards the outside of the Yin Mansion.

Standing outside the door, Yin Tian spoke indifferently, "You've been following me all this way; don't you think it's time to stop hiding?"

As soon as Yin Tian finished speaking, a figure appeared from around the corner not far away.

It was a man.

With a goatee, he looked refined yet martial.

"To think you could detect my presence, it seems you're no ordinary man either,"

The man spoke calmly, his piercing gaze fixed on Yin Tian.

"Average, at best,"

Yin Tian shook his head, his eyes wary as he studied the man before him.

He could sense a dangerous aura emanating from this man.

This man was formidable!

Even if Yin Tian didn't use his full strength, he might not be a match for him!

"What do you want by following me?"

Yin Tian asked aloud.

"You've stolen a medicinal herb from the Qu Family, and I am here to retrieve it on their behalf,"

The man stated bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Yin Tian sneered, "I was wondering who it might be."

"So, you're here to reclaim face for the Qu Family."