At Lingshan temple, Master Fazhi and Harley Chang sat facing each other in Master Fazhiâs room.
âMr. Chang, the Thousand-hand Bodhisattva has been delivered per your requirement.â
âGood! I guess they will come to you in no time. Remember not to let the cat out of the bag.â
Master Fazhi nodded with a smile and said at ease, âPlease rest assured. Itâs just a nice gesture from me to congratulate on their new home in advance.â
âYep! Thatâs it! When you see them later, scare them with something like fatal disaster. And make sure to make a divination for Maximilian and tell him that he has troubles with some tycoon.â
âI got it.â
Harley nodded with satisfaction. He stood up and said, âTake good care of this and you will get plenty of treasure and glory. If you screw it up, all the people in Lingshan temple will go to hell.â
âPlease rest assured. Iâll do my best to accomplish it.â
âGood! Iâll be watching your performance. Donât let me down.â
After finishing his words, Harley left the room with his hands on his back.
Master Fazhi forced a smile and then looked towards the corner of the room, where there was a camera barely visible to naked eyes. It was Harley who had it installed. Everything happened in the room was captured by the camera and then sent to the room not far away where Harley was watching.
Harley carried it out privately this time in order to sow discord between Maximilian and the Head of dragon lords with the incident that Maximilian beat up Regan. Especially when Harley was told that the Head of dragon lords decided to take actions against Maximilian with the long planned scheme, he knew it was time for him to exacerbate the dispute between the two parties so that he and Dragon Queen could enjoy the benefit from their fight.
Harley really made good use of the timing to work out such a clever scheme. If it finally worked out for him, he might be the biggest winner.
Master Fazhi sat square with his eyes looking down. He was thinking about the speech he needed to make for the appointment later. After a while, an acolyte came to report to him, âMaster, Mr. Lee and his company are waiting outside.â
âPlease lead the distinguished guests in,â Master Fazhi said loudly.
The acolyte pushed the door open and led Maximilian, Victoria and Flora into Master Fazhiâs room.
After they entered the room one by one, Master Fazhi bowed to them and greeted them with the etiquette of Buddha, âAmitabha! Salutation to all of you.â
âGood day, Master Fazhi! We are here to express our gratitude towards you,â said Maximilian with a smile.
âHahaha! You really donât have to. Since you are moving into a new house, the statue of Bodhisattva is perfect for safeguarding it. Thatâs why I sent you the Thousand-hand Bodhisattva.â
âThank you so much for your precious gift. But itâs a bit inappropriate to safeguard our house with the Thousand-hand Bodhisattva. I think to a house, the statue of Bodhisattva is kind of ...â
Victoria was disturbed and became even more uneasy when she heard that the statue of Bodhisattva was to safeguard their house. âMaster, why did you send the statue of Bodhisattva to safeguard our house? Our house doesnât need it because our house is said to enjoy good fengshui.â
Master Fazhi stared at Victoria and then shook his head slowly, âItâs not like that. Good fengshui is just a small part of it. You canât expect to change your luck with fengshui alone. I happen to know something about physiognomy. I can see some reflections of fatal disaster from Mr. Leeâs face. In other words, Mr. Leeâs ophryon is dark, which is a sign of fatal disaster.â
Master Fazhi began to terrify them with fatal disaster, which would usually scare the common folks out of their wits. At that moment, Victoria and Flora were worried and felt at loss because both of them cared Maximilian a lot. But caring was not an advantage.
âMaster, what does it mean? What, what will happen to Maximilian?â Victoria asked eagerly.
With a calmed smile, Master Fazhi comforted Victoria, âMs. Griffith, please donât panic. Itâs not too late.
Please allow me to read Mr. Leeâs palm.â
Victoria immediately pulled Maximilianâs hand and said, âMaximilian, show Master your palm.â
âHmm, is it really necessary? I donât believe in ghost, destiny or metaphysics.â Maximilian never believed in stuff like fortune-telling which he assumed to be faked.
Maximilian believed his destiny was not written in the stars, but held in his hands. As far as he was concerned, if human beings relied on stuff like destiny, then nobody should struggle for life. They could just lie down, waiting for the call of destiny.
âMaximilian, why are you delaying it? It wouldnât hurt you to show Master your palm.â
âYeah, Maximilian! Just show Master your palm. You donât believe in it, but we believe in it. After Master reads your palm, we will ask Master to conduct a rite to avert calamities and pray for blessings for you,â
added Flora.
Maximilian could do nothing but gave in to them. He walked up to Master Fazhi and showed him his left palm.
âShow me both of your palms. Only the swindlers will tell you to show them the left palm if you are male and the right palm if female. In fact, the left palm tells information of your heredity while the right palm about your future,â Master Fazhi said like a professional.
He had tried every means to look like an eminent monk so as to convince them.
Maximilian could do nothing but showed both of his palms to Master Fazhi.
After checking Maximilianâs two palms carefully, Master Fazhi shook his head and sighed heavily. âItâs dangerous, very dangerous. Itâs a fatal disaster which is meant to be.â
Hearing this, Victoria and Flora were so terrified that they exclaimed at the same time.
âAh! Master, whatâs going on? Please tell us.â
âIs there any solution? How can we tackle it? Weâve got money, a lot of money.â
Maximilian was speechless after listening to what Victoria and Flora had said. If he had not been there, Victoria and Flora would have been ripped off with all their money.
Master Fazhi looked down and did the divination on his knuckles for quite a while.
Finally, he said slowly, âThe karma in this case is quite complicated and I donât get it completely yet. But I have figured out that it has something to do with a tycoon. And during the divination, I saw a blurred bloody giant dragon circling in the fortune-telling of Mr. Lee, which is certainly not a good sign.â
Maximilian squinted and said coldly, âI wonder what the giant dragon you mentioned is like.â
âThe giant dragon covered with bloody scales looks old and worn-out while the scales on his head scatter!â