Power and wealth bring fragrance

Wei Yuan watched quietly as Zhao Gang moved step by step to the interrogation seat in front of him.

He had clearly heard Zhao Gang's words at the door, and since Lin Weiwei hadn't appeared with Zhao Gang, Wei Yuan couldn't help but have some guesses.

Before Wei Yuan could think about it, his gaze suddenly sharpened and fell on Zhao Gang's left chest.

There, in the inside pocket of the suit jacket.

In his pocket was a Buddha pendant.

Within Wei Yuan's divine vision, a gentle Buddhist light reappeared on Zhao Gang's left chest.

Although it wasn't as dazzling as when he first saw it, it was still gentle and warm, barely suppressing the karmic force that was about to rise on Zhao Gang's body.

In an instant, Wei Yuan immediately understood why Zhao Gang was still alive.

This guy's got some skills!

The Buddha's light on the Buddha pendant should have been directly severed by his flying dagger, but Zhao Gang somehow rekindled the light, suppressing his evil aura and saving his life.

But how did he do it?

He needs to find out the reason!

The Zhan Yun Flying Knife is so sharp that it has become Wei Yuan's trump card.

But if the Zhan Yun Flying Knife has such a big flaw that even someone like Zhao Gang could easily break it, wouldn't that mean that Wei Yuan's trump card is likely to be useless?

How can this be!

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping from Zhao Gang's head to his feet, not missing a single detail, while his brain raced at an unprecedented speed.

There were no changes in his breathing, facial features, body, or even the flow of qi and blood in his body. Therefore, there was no such thing as Zhao Gang suddenly being empowered from a distance and becoming a master of metaphysics and martial arts!

If that's the case, then it's even stranger.

How could an ordinary person like him suddenly have his luck restored?

Countless years flashed through Wei Yuan's mind, only to be rejected one by one.

Just as Wei Yuan was racking his brains, his gaze unconsciously swept over the tightly closed door, but suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up.

"The woman in the stairwell, handle her properly, leave no trace."

The words Zhao Gang had just spoken at the gate instantly resonated in his mind like a morning bell, shattering the deep doubts in his heart.

He's got it!

The woman in the stairwell, without a doubt, should be Lin Weiwei, who was inseparable from Zhao Gang just now.

Now that Zhao Gang has reappeared and regained his Buddha-light, while Lin Weiwei is nowhere to be found and is to be dealt with, it means that Zhao Gang may have done something to Lin Weiwei.

These actions are very likely related to Zhao Gang's restoration of Buddha's Light!

Although Wei Yuan only used the Slashing Flying Knife twice, it doesn't mean he didn't understand this secret incantation.

The Fate-Severing Flying Knife can directly cut off all of a person's luck, causing them to suffer endless bad luck and disasters.

Logically speaking, it is almost impossible for someone afflicted by the curse of cutting off one's luck to turn their life around.

Having lost all their luck, they will only be tormented by endless bad luck until death.

There is one exception.

That is, if a person whose luck has been cut off regains their luck through some means, whether by seizing the creation of heaven and earth or by plundering others, then the bad luck will naturally be suppressed and the secret curse will naturally break down on its own!

This is the best way to break the curse that cuts off one's luck!

As for the first of these two methods, forget about seizing the creation of heaven and earth.

Let alone Zhao Gang, even Wei Yuan, who possesses the inheritance of the Di Ting, would never be able to seize the creation of heaven and earth before he developed the inheritance to an extremely profound level!

So after a long time, only the second and final method remained.

To plunder the fortune of others and bestow it upon oneself.

By rounding up or down, it's as if you regain your luck, and bad luck will naturally be suppressed, preventing further disasters.

Zhao Gang most likely used this method!

And the person he's trying to steal is very likely Lin Weiwei!

It stole Lin Weiwei's fortune and blessed the Buddha pendant, suppressing its own churning negative energy and karma, restoring peace.

This is the most reasonable and likely explanation for the whole thing!

When Wei Yuan first saw Lin Weiwei, he felt that something was wrong with her. Her face was blank, and her makeup was garish, making her look like a heavily made-up paper doll.

If someone were to encounter this at night, it could scare them to death out of the blue.

Furthermore, she was invaded by malevolent energy, which made her appear mentally impaired, as if someone had tampered with her.

Looking back now, it seems that Zhao Gang had tampered with Lin Weiwei long ago, which is why he was able to decisively activate his backup plan the moment the Buddha statue's light was severed, stealing Lin Weiwei's fortune and restoring the Buddha's light.

After Wei Yuan figured it out, he couldn't help but be amazed by Zhao Gang's methods and applauded him.

That old man is quite a character.

This series of operations was so smooth and efficient.

It's just a mystery where this old man got this set of unorthodox methods, which made Wei Yuan quite itchy to pay him a visit.

What?

You ask why Wei Yuan was so certain that Zhao Gang had learned it from elsewhere?

With his sharp eyesight and hearing, Wei Yuan naturally saw it with his own eyes!

With the blessing of Wei Yuan's all-seeing ears and divine eyes of fortune, Zhao Gang was completely transparent in front of him.

This guy is undoubtedly an ordinary person with some power.

Not to mention metaphysical luck, he doesn't even have a trace of martial arts strength in his body.

But he happens to possess such a strange Buddha pendant and such a set of methods to steal luck. It's obvious even to a fool that he must have gotten it from somewhere, and it's impossible that he cultivated it himself.

If Zhao Gang really had that ability, Wei Yuan would have seen it out during their first meeting.

Under Wei Yuan's watchful eyes and ears, Zhao Gang could not be hidden at all.

After figuring out Zhao Gang's methods, Wei Yuan's gaze lost its pull, and he leaned back lazily in the interrogation chair.

Zhao Gang never expected that a single sentence he inadvertently uttered at the door would be analyzed by Wei Yuan in such a short time, revealing the whole story.

Wei Yuan's analysis, though seemingly long, was actually only a fleeting moment.

Only after Wei Yuan had figured out the reason did Zhao Gang finally sit down and breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Zhao Gang trembled as he pulled out a Cohiba cigar he always carried with him, haphazardly bit off the cap, lit it, and took a deep drag.

The rich aroma of tobacco filled his nostrils, and Zhao Gang finally relaxed completely.

Even my ribs, which had been aching slightly, seemed to feel much better.

Zhao Gang took a deep drag on his cigar before looking up at Wei Yuan. His eyes, which had been sharp when they first met, were now filled with deep doubt, as well as a profound sense of apprehension and uncertainty.

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Zhao Gang stared intently at Wei Yuan and suddenly said something out of the blue.

"You're the one who's causing trouble, aren't you!"