87: Chapter 87 Mr. K's Luck

The trembling in Lin Feier's fingertips stopped.

She looked at Jiang Feng, her eyes filled with the plea of a drowning person clutching at a piece of driftwood.

"I... What should I do?"

Jiang Feng's fingertips tapped gently on another card.

"The one who tied the bell must be the one to untie it."

"That director is your tribulation, but also your solution."

"Isn't his wife waiting for the movie to be released? You just need to take the first step before that."

Lin Feier was stunned, not understanding.

"Find a paparazzi, spend some money, and 'accidentally' leak photos of you and the director on a date."

Jiang Feng lazily leaned back into his chair.

"Remember, make them blurry and ambiguous, but ensure there is no actual physical contact."

"Once the news breaks, immediately hold a press conference. Cry, and say the director has been harassing you, that you couldn't stand it, and that you sternly refused him."

"By the way, bring up that lost necklace of yours and say the director forced it on you, and you threw it away on the spot."

Lin Feier was completely dumbfounded, and her assistant beside her was also stunned into silence.

This move was called shifting the blame and pulling the rug out from under him.

"In this way, public opinion will stand on your side, and you will become the victim."

"As for the director, when his wife sees the news, she will only vent all her anger on him and won't have time to bother you."

"And you, taking advantage of this momentum, can announce a temporary hiatus and go abroad to relax. When the hype dies down, you can return and still be that glamorous big star."

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he yawned.

"As for the divination fee..."

"Give me your VIP card."

Lin Feier looked at Jiang Feng, her eyes extremely complex.

She had expected to hear some mysterious and profound method to break the deadlock, but she didn't expect such a simple, brutal, yet direct and effective open scheme.

She didn't ask any more questions and handed over the VIP card.

"Thank you, Master Jiang."

She didn't say anything more, put on her sunglasses, and with her assistant's support, quickly left.

Jiang Feng watched her retreating figure and silently complained to himself.

"Your circle is truly chaotic."

Jiang Feng stood up and shoved the small stool and canvas sign back into that tattered canvas bag.

He brushed the dust off his hands and scanned the entire venue.

Finally, his gaze was cast toward the end of the casino, at that golden elevator leading to the top-floor suite.

"There is only one divination left for today."

"For this one, I won't wait for the client to come to me."

He grinned.

"I'll go find the client."

After all the buildup, it was time for the main event.

Mr. K had been watching the show for so long, it was time for him to come down and play himself.

Jiang Feng strode forward and, in full view of everyone, walked straight through the noisy casino.

The two bodyguards in black suits who had been guarding not far away also followed quickly, one on the left and one on the right, shielding Jiang Feng in the middle to form a temporary protective circle.

Their expressions were even more nervous than Zhao Yi's.

Just kidding, the distinguished guest Mr. K specifically named to host—if anything happened to him in this casino, their fate would likely be being turned into concrete blocks and sunk into the deepest part of these international waters.

The group arrived at the golden elevator without any obstruction.

Jiang Feng walked in, with Zhao Yi and the two bodyguards following closely behind.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing..."

"Door-to-door service."

Jiang Feng answered as if it were only natural.

The elevator stopped at the top floor.

Jiang Feng didn't even knock on the door; he reached out and pushed it open directly.

Mr. K was indeed still there.

He was leisurely admiring the night view outside the window.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he didn't even turn his head, as if he had long anticipated Jiang Feng's arrival.

"Master Jiang, tired of playing so soon?"

"Are you here for my amulet?"

Jiang Feng didn't answer. He walked straight to the sofa opposite Mr. K, pulled over a chair, and sat down imposingly.

This action made the two personal bodyguards behind Mr. K reach for the weapons at their waists again.

Zhao Yi was also on high alert, staring fixedly at the two bodyguards.

The atmosphere in the air was more tense than at any previous time.

"No."

Jiang Feng finally spoke. He shook his head, his face showing no emotion.

"I am here to complete my last business transaction of the day."

He looked up, staring directly at Mr. K's back reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I want to do a divination for Mr. K."

"Let's calculate your future fortune."

Mr. K's hand holding the wine glass paused in mid-air.

He turned around slowly.

On his face was a smile of keen interest.

He waved his hand, signaling the bodyguards behind him to relax.

"Oh? Divining my fortune?"

Mr. K's gaze fell on Jiang Feng, his eyes looking as if he were appraising an interesting piece of art.

"Does the Master know that I never believe in fate?"

"I only believe in myself."

"Whether you believe it or not is your business."

Jiang Feng crossed his legs and leaned back.

"Whether I divine it or not is my business."

"Besides, I'm not charging for this last divination."

"Consider it a welcome gift for Mr. K."

The smile on Mr. K's face deepened.

He set down his wine glass and leaned forward slightly.

"Since the Master is so generous, I would be very interested to hear it."

"Where does my fortune lie?"

Jiang Feng didn't speak.

He just looked at Mr. K quietly, and then, in his mind, activated 【Gazing at Qi and Observing Fortune】 for the last time today.

He looked at Mr. K.

The next second, he saw a sight that made his scalp tingle.

Above Mr. K's head, there was absolutely no fortune that an ordinary person should have.

Coiled there was a dormant black giant python.

The python was pitch black, its scales menacing, and it was entwined with countless wailing vengeful spirits, exuding a fierce and malevolent aura.

This was Mr. K's life destiny.

It was the true destiny of an overlord, a monstrous aura condensed by trampling over countless bleached bones.

If it were any ordinary person, even just being tainted by a trace of this malevolent aura would immediately lead to the ruin of their family and an untimely death.

But Mr. K could perfectly control it, and even merge with it.

Jiang Feng knew that if this black giant python were allowed to fully awaken and break free from its shackles, Mr. K's achievements would not be limited to this small area of international waters.

He would become a true underground emperor, a demon king stirring up the world's winds and clouds.

Unfortunately...

Jiang Feng's gaze fell on the vital point of the black giant python.

There, coiled around it, was a wisp of white aura, so faint it was almost invisible, yet incredibly resilient.

It was like the sturdiest chain, tightly constricting the giant python's vital point, rendering it unable to move, forcing it to remain coiled and dormant on this ship, in these international waters.

"Mr. K, your destiny is that of an overlord at a dead end, and also a trapped dragon."

Zhao Yi didn't understand, but he saw that the relaxed smile on Mr. K's face faded a little.

"In the first half of your life, you were decisive in killing, and the blood on your hands is enough to form a river. Logically, you should have soared into the sky and transformed into a dragon."

"Unfortunately..."

"There is a thorn in your heart."

The moment the word "thorn" was spoken, Mr. K's pupils contracted.

Jiang Feng did not stop.

"This thorn was left to you by a departed old friend."

"She was the only warmth in the first half of your life, and she is the only weakness in the second half."

"She is even more the last bit of kindness in your heart."

"You cannot discard or forget this kindness; it has transformed into this thorn, piercing your heart, and has also become a chain that locks up your dragon."

"Therefore, all these years, you have seemed infinitely glorious, the king of this sea."

"In reality, you are walking on thin ice, unable to make any real progress."

The moment his voice fell.

The refined smile on Mr. K's face completely disappeared.

In those eyes that were always full of smiles, for the first time, undisguised killing intent was revealed.

It was the gaze of someone at the top of the food chain looking at prey.

He picked up the wine glass on the table, wanting to take another sip.

But because of the violent fluctuation of his emotions, his hand lost control.

"Crack—"

A crisp sound.

That crystal-clear wine glass was actually crushed by him.

Zhao Yi's heart almost stopped beating.

He felt an unprecedented pressure emanating from Mr. K, almost suffocating him.

Jiang Feng, however, ignored that killing intent which had solidified into substance.

He remained leaning back in his chair, looking at Mr. K, and calmly asked the last question.

"And your amulet, that so-called Eye of the Deadlock..."

"It is the thing you use to suppress this kindness, so that you can continue to be a villain with peace of mind."

"Right?"

【Ding! Effective divination count: 3/3】

【Ding! Three-divination task completed!】