What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

He paused, his gaze hardening.

"If there are still no results by tomorrow morning, then we will have to trouble the masters to help find my father's body."

"Of course, this is a new commission."

"If you can find the old man's remains and give him a proper burial, I, Zhao, will reward you handsomely!"

I glanced at Li Qing and Jin Wanliang.

Jin Wanliang naturally had no objections. He could make money, stay in a big villa, and eat lavish meals. He couldn't be more eager to stay a few more days.

Li Qing shrugged, looking like he was saying, "I'll listen to you."

"Since Boss Zhao has said so, then we shall respectfully comply."

After thinking about it for a while, I nodded and agreed.

"But let's get this straight: if we're needed to find the body tomorrow, the price..."

I agreed to Zhao Jianguo's request for two reasons.

The first reason, of course, is to make money. With Li Qing, a successor of the geomancer, around, finding a corpse with living relatives is not a difficult task.

Secondly, I always felt that the whole thing was strange.

Zhao Tianhao, a spoiled brat, although he showed some signs of magic just now, it was very rudimentary.

Based on my observation, it's impossible for him to master something like the Red Phoenix Curse.

Putting aside how difficult it is to use this evil art, the sheer difficulty of stitching several different corpses together is beyond his capabilities.

The so-called master behind him not only knew how to refine corpses, but also how to sew them up.

I want to see who this person really is.

Zhao Jianguo's attempt to persuade me to stay gave me the opportunity to continue my involvement.

When I agreed, Zhao Jianguo was overjoyed.

"Don't worry, Master Chen! As long as we can find it, name your price!"

He immediately summoned the steward: "Old Zhang! Quick! Go and prepare the guest house on the west side, and arrange for the three masters to stay there!"

"Have the kitchen prepare the best feast tonight, and bring out those treasured bottles of fine wine!"

……

The Zhao family's guest house is a detached two-story villa, luxuriously decorated and fully equipped.

After the butler settled us in, he respectfully withdrew.

As soon as Jin Wanliang entered the room, he plopped down on the soft, large bed and hummed comfortably a few times: "Tsk tsk, the life of the rich is just different. This mattress must cost hundreds of thousands."

Li Qing then walked around the room to check for any surveillance or eavesdropping devices.

After confirming that it was safe, he plopped down on the sofa, picked up a piece of fruit from the coffee table, and took a bite.

"Old Chen, don't you think this Boss Zhao is a bit...too kind?"

Li Qing mumbled something while chewing on an apple.

"That kid is practically shitting on his head and even digging up his childless grave, how can he still tolerate it?"

If it were me, I would have broken his legs and thrown him out.

I sat on the single sofa opposite him, toying with a black bone needle in my hand.

"Maybe."

I said casually, "However, this is none of our business."

We're only concerned with making money; whether he chooses to be a saint or a sucker is his choice.

"Too."

Li Qing nodded. "But Zhao Tianhao is also an idiot."

This method of borrowing resources is harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.

Even if he really did drain Zhao Jianguo's luck, the backlash would be enough to make him die without a burial place.

The person who taught him never intended for him to live.

"That's why I wanted to stay and see who the person behind Zhao Tianhao really is."

Li Qing put down the apple, stared at me, and said, "What, what's on your mind now?"

"I wouldn't say I have any particular thoughts, it's just that my intuition tells me that this matter isn't that simple."

I put away the bone needles and looked at him: "Perhaps after tonight, everything will come to light."

……

The dinner was very lavish.

Zhao Jianguo indeed treated us with the highest level of hospitality.

Australian lobsters, premium abalone, and aged Moutai liquor filled a large table.

During the meal, Zhao Jianguo frequently offered toasts, displaying a very attentive attitude, and even invited two young and beautiful girls to accompany him.

He said he was the company's public relations manager, and came specifically to keep the masters entertained.

Jin Wanliang accepted all offers and chatted enthusiastically with the two beauties. After a few drinks, he began to boast about his glorious deeds in the martial arts world.

Li Qing focused solely on eating, her chopsticks never stopping. Occasionally, she would clink drinks with Zhao Jianguo and exchange a few polite words.

I barely touched my chopsticks, and I didn't drink any alcohol.

Although Zhao Jianguo was smiling, I could tell that his smile was forced.

His eyes often darted around, as if he were waiting for some news.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

A bodyguard in a black suit hurried in and whispered something in Zhao Jianguo's ear.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jianguo's expression changed instantly, and he almost dropped the wine glass in his hand.

The bodyguard spoke in a very low voice, almost in a whisper.

In addition, the seat I was sitting in was quite a distance from the head seat, and even with my keen hearing, I could only barely make out two words.

"Business."

However, judging from Zhao Jianguo's reaction, this so-called "business deal" is probably not good news.

It was even more of a headache for him than having a nephew in his family who wanted to dig up their ancestral graves.

I didn't show any unusual behavior and continued to focus intently on the food in front of me, as if I were completely absorbed in the delicious food.

Zhao Jianguo, after all, was a seasoned shrew who had been navigating the business world for many years, and his loss of composure lasted only a second.

He took a deep breath and put down his glass.

"Dear masters, I am truly sorry."

He stood up and straightened the buttons on his suit: "There's a sudden urgent matter at the company that I need to handle personally."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to enjoy this meal with you all to your heart's content."

"Mr. Zhao, you're too kind. Business is more important."

I put down my chopsticks, wiped my mouth with a napkin, and said, "We're all finished eating, Mr. Zhao, please go ahead and get back to work."

Zhao Jianguo nodded gratefully, then instructed the butler to take good care of us before hurriedly leaving the banquet hall with the bodyguard.

Watching his departing figure, his steps were still steady, but there was an undisguised anxiety about him.

Seeing that the boss had left, the two PR girls tactfully withdrew as well.

The once bustling banquet hall suddenly became deserted.

"belch--"

Jin Wanliang let out a long burp, his fat face flushed, clearly still not enough to drink.

"They're leaving already? I was just talking to that girl about birth dates and times..."

"Alright, that's enough, stop drinking."

Li Qing snatched the wine cup from Jin Wanliang's hand, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"Old Chen, Boss Zhao seems off. What did that bodyguard say to him just now?"

He seemed to know that my hearing was different from that of ordinary people.

"I didn't hear the whole thing."

I shook my head, without saying the word "business".

These two words are too broad and too sensitive. Saying them before having concrete clues will only confuse people.

"However, it seems that the trouble the Zhao family is facing is not as simple as an internal traitor."