Chapter 1072 - 501: Not of Our Kind, Their Hearts Must Differ

Chapter 1072: Chapter 501: Not of Our Kind, Their Hearts Must Differ

"...What do you mean?" Mrs. Fang dabbed at her tears with a tissue and asked suspiciously, "Are you just trying to pacify me? Although I don’t have to pay, if you shirk responsibility, I’ll not only complain to the Celestial Path Sect, but also expose you and the Grant Branch on social media!"

Lawrence Winters: "..."

Wow, she even knows how to stir up trouble on social media.

Who said middle-aged people can’t play the game of fan circles and public shaming?

When they were maneuvering and deceiving each other, these kids in the fan circles weren’t even born yet...

Lawrence Winters sighed, but just then, Mr. Zhuge leaned over to Mrs. Fang’s ear and whispered something.

This kind of whispering is usually inaudible from Lawrence Winters’ position.

But Lawrence Winters is no average person; her eyesight and hearing are sharper than most, so she heard Mr. Zhuge speak to Mrs. Fang without missing a word: "...She has already fallen under my ’Great Dream of Three Lives’... Starting now, after three days, if she has a problem, she will surely reveal her true form."

Mrs. Fang frowned, "What’s the Great Dream of Three Lives? I’ve never heard of it... You’re not just pulling my leg, right? Whether or not it works is entirely up to what you say."

"Great Dream of Three Lives is a Secret Technique of our Grant Branch Celestial Path Sect, using her birth date and hair, skin, and blood to pray to the Ancestors of The Three Pure Ones. Within these three days, she will experience hallucinations to varying degrees, so if she really isn’t human, revealing her true form will be a matter of minutes."

Mr. Zhuge lowered his voice further, almost using a breathy tone for the final sentence, and reminded Mrs. Fang, "... You mustn’t tell anyone. If Miss Thomas finds out, and she goes to find another Heavenly Master to intervene..."

Mr. Zhuge deliberately glanced towards Lawrence Winters.

Lawrence Winters furrowed her brows slightly, "Mr. Zhuge, why are you looking at me? I haven’t done anything."

She intentionally spread her hands in a feigned innocent manner, as if unaware of what they were up to.

Mr. Zhuge and Mrs. Fang stood at opposite ends of the backyard, separated by a ten-meter distance across the backyard, firmly believing Lawrence Winters didn’t hear his earlier words.

Of course, even if she did hear, he didn’t care.

Since his "Great Dream of Three Lives" is simply unsolvable.

Anyone who falls under it collapses; there has never been an exception.

However, as he mentioned earlier, this technique only affects non-human entities.

If Miss Thomas is indeed human, this technique will merely cause her three days of nightmares and nothing more.

After three days, everything returns to normal without any side effects.

Mr. Zhuge has a dual strategy.

If Miss Thomas is truly a "non-human entity," then after three days, he won’t need to do anything and can effortlessly claim victory.

If Miss Thomas is not non-human but is human, then after three days, he will persuade Miss Thomas to leave the city.

No matter how it’s done, Mrs. Fang’s goal is to drive away the third party harming her marriage, and driving her away is the solution.

After eavesdropping to this point, Lawrence Winters didn’t show a single sign of what she had heard.

She glanced at the trembling host hiding in the farthest corner of the backyard and called him over to help her pack up the altar and put it back in Mr. Zhuge’s suitcase.

The three of them bid farewell and left, while Mrs. Fang remained uneasy, repeatedly asking, "Will it work? Will it really work?"

Mr. Zhuge, bursting with confidence, "Rest assured, whether or not it works, you’ll know in three days."

Lawrence Winters feigned curiosity, "What will work? Mr. Zhuge, do you have a backup plan?"

"Indeed, these three days, I will prepare a backup plan." Mr. Zhuge said with a smile, as if he still hadn’t deployed his backup plan.

Lawrence Winters became even more intrigued, "When will Mr. Zhuge unleash the backup plan? Can I witness it?"

"Sorry, Lawrence, this is a secret of our Grant Branch. Only elite disciples of the Grant Branch may observe. If Lawrence is willing to transfer allegiance to our Grant Branch Sect, I will certainly pass down all I know without reservation!" Mr. Zhuge thumped his chest loudly.

Lawrence Winters curled her lip with disdain, "Mr. Zhuge, it’s one thing to hoodwink others, but trying to hoodwink me—are you discriminating against my intelligence or insulting my common sense?"

"I’m offering you a golden opportunity, how does that constitute discrimination against your intelligence or an insult to your common sense?" Mr. Zhuge opened the host’s car door with a smile and glanced back at Lawrence Winters.

Lawrence Winters shrugged, walked toward her Porsche sports car, and said coolly, "In the Zhang Sect, I’m of high seniority and the sole heir, and I’m your Shigong. If I transfer allegiance to the Grant Branch, can you let me be your Shigong? If not, why do you prattle on?"

Mr. Zhuge was clearly trying to set a trap for her.

Getting her to join the Grant Branch and "pass down all knowledge without reservation" would essentially mean making her his disciple?

As if...

She opened the car door, smiled at Mr. Zhuge, "Mr. Zhuge, you’re not handsome, but you dream big. Do you think I’m that foolish?"

Saying this, she got in the car and stepped on the gas, and the Porsche roared forward.

Mr. Zhuge shook his head, chuckling, "Today’s youth, ah, do not understand the importance of respecting teachers and valuing traditions. Just a single word can ignite them like a firecracker. Can’t we just have differing opinions without resorting to personal attacks?"

After getting into the car, he even pulled out the mirror and checked himself, asking the host, "... Am I ugly?"

Actually, Mr. Zhuge was indeed quite unattractive in his youth, but once he made his first earnings as a Heavenly Master, he not only married a beautiful wife but also underwent plastic surgery in a country famous for cosmetic surgeries.

So now, he is not only not ugly, but also exudes an aura of elegance and grace.

He suspected Lawrence Winters knew what he looked like before the surgery, which left him rather uncomfortable.

Lawrence Winters really knew how to speak; when she spoke kindly, it would make others feel as though they’re floating in a dreamy realm.

But if she aimed for a sharper effect, it would be heart-piercing, targeting others’ least confident aspects with vicious precision.

Thus, one remark from Lawrence Winters left Mr. Zhuge, in the depths of midnight, reliving his pre-surgery appearance, almost shedding hero’s tears...

That night, Mrs. Fang also didn’t sleep well.

Mr. Yu told her that he had to work overtime and would return late in the evening, advising her not to wait up.

How could Mrs. Fang not wait?

Almost every few minutes, she glanced at her phone to check Mr. Yu’s location until nearly midnight when she finally saw he was on his way back home.

Mrs. Fang hurriedly prepared sweet soup as a night snack for him.

While preparing the sweet soup, she also left a message on a call.

Mr. Yu finally finished work, made a call, and returned home.

While driving halfway home, he received a text message from Miss Thomas.

[Emily Thomas]: Mr. Yu, do you have time? I have something I’d like to discuss with you. I’m still awake, waiting for you at home.

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