44: Chapter 44 A Multinational Deal? Do Foreign Women Believe in Feng Shui?

“An international big deal?”

Su Yang raised an eyebrow, set down his teacup, and looked at the phone screen in Zhou Mingyue's hand with great interest.

“Read it out and let me hear it. What kind of foreigner could make a top-tier streamer like you so excited?”

Zhou Mingyue gulped, calmed her excitement, and held the phone as if reading an imperial decree: “Boss, this client is a big deal! She is the daughter of Duke Alice Windsor from the Eagle Kingdom! It's said she's even a cousin of Prince William!”

“Royalty?”

Chu Ling, who was beside him, let out a disdainful snort. While pounding Su Yang's legs, she said lightly, “The so-called royalty from lands of barbarians deserves to be called a big deal?”

“Back when I followed my Imperial Father to attend the court of ten thousand nations, these golden-haired ghosts were still playing with mud.”

“Exactly.”

Su Qingcheng also looked disgusted. “Those foreigners smell of musk and mutton. Where is the Spiritual Qi compared to our Huaxia ghosts? I don't even know if they taste good.”

Zhou Mingyue shrank her neck, not daring to take on the words of these two ladies, and continued reading: “The content of the commission is: A Family heirloom gemstone, bloody mary, carried by Young Miss Alice, seems to have been cursed recently.”

“Whenever the night is quiet, a woman's crying can be heard from the gemstone, and... Young Miss Alice has been having nightmares these past few days, dreaming that she is tied to a cross and burned.”

“She hired accompanying priests and Exorcists, and even found several local Great Masters, but not only was it not resolved, those Great Masters went crazy one by one, and are now barking like dogs in a mental hospital.”

“Now, she has offered a reward—five million US dollars! Plus that cursed gemstone!”

“Five million... US dollars?!”

Hearing this number, Su Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

According to the current exchange rate, this was over thirty million RMB!

Plus that gemstone... Although it was cursed, for a practitioner of the Dao like him, this kind of antique with some history, containing Yin Qi or Evil Qi, might just be another form of Spirit Stone.

“Interesting.”

Su Yang rubbed his chin, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

“It would be a waste not to earn a foreigner's money. Besides, I'm quite curious whether foreign ghosts fear garlic and crosses, or my Palm Thunder.”

“Accepted!”

Su Yang waved his hand and made the decision.

“Mingyue, contact Young Miss Alice and tell her that the Celestial Master Agency accepts this order.”

“Got it!” Zhou Mingyue immediately started working.

Jiangzhou City, Peninsula International Hotel.

This was the top super five-star hotel in Jiangzhou City.

At this moment, the entire presidential suite area on the top floor had been completely sealed off.

The corridor was filled with burly, black-clad bodyguards wearing sunglasses, each with bulges at their waists, clearly carrying weapons.

When Su Yang brought Zhou Mingyue to the hotel lobby, he didn't bring that group of eye-catching “ghost harems,” but let them hide in the jade pendant and his personal space. After all, they were going to meet foreign guests, and it wouldn't be good to be too scary.

“Hello, we are the... Celestial Master who accepted the reward.”

Zhou Mingyue showed the reservation information at the front desk.

Soon, an Old Butler in a tuxedo with meticulously combed hair walked down.

He scrutinized Su Yang from head to toe, frowned slightly, and said in somewhat stiff Chinese: “Just you two? Two... young people?”

“Young Miss Alice's time is very precious. We have already received no less than ten batches of so-called Great Masters, and they all turned out to be Jianghu scammers.”

“If you are just looking to scam money, or want to get close to Young Miss Alice, I advise you to leave as soon as possible.”

The Old Butler's tone was filled with arrogance and distrust.

“Old man, you can't judge a book by its cover.”

Su Yang put his hands in his pockets, ignored him completely, and walked past him toward the elevator.

“Whether I have the ability or not, you'll only know after trying. Besides, do you have any other choice now?”

“You!”

The Old Butler was choked with anger, but thinking of the Young Miss's current situation, he could only suppress his anger and follow.

“Please follow me, but I must warn you, if you cannot cure the Young Miss, or if you frighten the Young Miss, you will pay the price.”

Arriving at the top-floor presidential suite.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a rich scent of roses mixed with a faint smell of sulfur rushed towards them.

In the spacious and luxurious living room, several people were sitting.

The most eye-catching one was a young foreign woman sitting in the center on a European-style sofa.

She had long, wavy hair as bright as gold, skin so fair it was almost transparent, and deep, three-dimensional facial features, just like the most exquisite doll in a display window.

Especially those bright blue eyes, as charming as the deep sea, yet revealing a trace of deep fear and exhaustion.

She was wearing a silk white nightgown, the neckline slightly open, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin and a bottomless cleavage.

This figure was simply a standard European and American beauty, with a voluptuous figure, full of a primitive and wild temptation.

This must be Young Miss Alice.

Beside her stood a middle-aged priest wearing a black robe with a huge silver cross hanging on his chest.

The priest was holding a thick Bible, solemnly muttering something to Alice.

“Oh, God, have two more Huaxia scammers come?”

Seeing Su Yang enter, the priest stopped his prayer, turned around, and said in an extremely exaggerated tone.

“Butler, I have already said, Eastern witchcraft is all about playing tricks, and it cannot confront this kind of demon from Hell at all!”

“Only the Holy Light of the Lord can save Young Miss Alice!”

Su Yang glanced at the priest, ignored him, and walked straight to Alice, sitting down on the opposite sofa with a grand air, his gaze scanning her proud curves without reservation.

“Tsk, they're huge.”

Su Yang muttered in Chinese, then put on a professional smile.

“Hello, Young Miss Alice, I'm here to help you catch the ghost. Do you speak Chinese?”

“I do, I studied in Huaxia for two years.”

Alice spoke, her Chinese surprisingly standard.

She looked at Su Yang, her eyes not showing the disdain others had.

Because the way this man looked at her, although aggressive, did not have that disgusting lecherousness; instead, it had an indescribable confidence and dominance.

“Sir, can you really help me?”

Alice said weakly, “Father Jack has been praying for three days, but that voice... still appears on time every night.”

“Praying is useless.”

Su Yang sneered and pointed at the priest.

“If chanting could kill a ghost, what would we ghost-catchers be for?”

“What did you say?!”

Father Jack was obviously provoked, waving the Bible in his hand angrily.

“You heretic! How dare you blaspheme the Lord! This is an exorcism ritual! It is sacred!”

“Sacred?”

Su Yang stood up, walked to Father Jack, and suddenly reached out, grabbing the huge silver cross on his chest.

“If I'm not mistaken, there doesn't seem to be any Holy Light inside this cross... Instead, it hides a foul smell.”

“You... let go!”

Father Jack's face changed drastically, wanting to break free, but found Su Yang's hand was as immovable as an iron clamp.

“And...”

Su Yang leaned closer to the priest, sniffed, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

“This smell of sulfur on you doesn't look like incense in a church.”

“It looks more like... the smell of some Western dark creature?”

Hearing this, Father Jack's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

“You... what nonsense are you talking about!”

“I am an Advanced Exorcist certified by the Vatican!”

“Whether it's nonsense or not, we'll know if we verify it, right?”

Su Yang let go and turned to look at the bewildered Alice.

“Young Miss Alice, do you mind if I give you a... full-body checkup?”

“Like Traditional Chinese Medicine, looking, listening, asking, and feeling the pulse.”

“Of course, it might require a little... physical contact.”

Su Yang raised his hand, and a faint golden light appeared in his palm.

Alice looked at the faint golden light, instinctively feeling a sense of warmth and security.

She bit her red lips, glanced at the butler and priest beside her with ugly expressions, and finally nodded.

“Okay... as long as you can cure me, do whatever... you need to check.”