"Yin Tian! Who do you think you are? Even Taoist Li isn't above your suspicion?"
Su Changhe raised his hand, pointing at Yin Tian and berated angrily.
Beside him, Su Qinwei also turned her head, looking down as she spoke to Yin Tian, "What are you doing? What nonsense are you spouting at a time like this?"
The other Su Family members also joined in the accusation, "Heh, seems like he wants to curse Mr. Wang."
"What disaster of blood and light, not even leaving the room, it's completely nonsensical."
"Doesn't the house have a pot to piss in or a mirror? Can't even take a look at what kind of person he is."
The people around them began attacking Yin Tian.
Even Taoist Li's eyes shifted, his mind whirling with thoughts.
He had been worried that Yin Tian would expose him, but seeing that everyone in the private room did not believe Yin Tian, he exchanged a glance with Yang Yun, then coughed and said in a deep voice:
"Young man, it's not wrong to show off a little knowledge, but saying that Mr. Wang will have a disaster of blood and light is really just spouting nonsense."
Su Changhe also nodded indignantly on the side, "Pretending to know what you don't! You're making a fool of yourself!"
In the room, everyone looked at Yin Tian with contempt, thinking that he was talking nonsense.
Suddenly, the lights flickered.
Snap!
With a crisp sound, the chandelier overhead broke instantly, sparking.
Before the crowd could react, it crashed down on Mr. Wang's head.
"Ouch!" Mr. Wang crouched on the ground, clutching his head as blood flowed out between his fingers.
Everyone was stunned.
"See, I told you there was a disaster of blood and light," said Yin Tian, spreading his hands.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, taking delight in this disaster!" Su Changhe cursed at Yin Tian's reaction.
He took off his own clothes and wrapped them around Mr. Wang's head.
"Qinwei, help Mr. Wang to his feet, I'll drive him to the hospital," said Su Changhe urgently to Su Qinwei.
"Okay..." Su Qinwei nodded her agreement, but was stopped by Yin Tian grabbing her.
"What are you doing?" Su Qinwei's beautiful eyes twinkled, curious about Yin Tian.
"His disaster of blood and light isn't over. If he leaves this room today, more misfortune will happen; you can't go," Yin Tian declared.
"This..." Su Qinwei was suddenly frozen in place.
"Qinwei, don't listen to his nonsense; come with me," urged Su Changhe from the side.
Yin Tian shook his head firmly, "You can't go. If you do, you'll also be in trouble."
"Yin Tian, you motherfucker..."
Su Changhe cursed at Yin Tian, but seeing Mr. Wang's head covered in blood, he left in a rush with Mr. Wang.
"Yin Tian, Mr. Wang is really important to the Su Family!" Su Qinwei said, urgency in her voice.
"Huh?" Yin Tian was somewhat puzzled.
"My father had previously offended Lord Long over a contract. Lord Long is targeting the Su Family's businesses, so my father wanted to use the Wang Family as a mediator to smooth things over with Lord Long... But now this..."
Worry consumed Su Qinwei's expression as she spoke softly to Yin Tian.
"I see..." Yin Tian nodded, no wonder Su Changhe was so concerned about Mr. Wang.
"Taoist Li, did Mr. Wang really have a disaster of blood and light?" One of the Su Family said, frowning.
At this point, Taoist Li could only stubbornly deny the truth, still pretending to be a high-minded sage, "What disaster of blood and light? It was merely a coincidence."
"I think it was a coincidence too; how could there be such a thing? It was just an accident," said Su Qinwei's cousin on the side.
While they spoke, Su Qinwei's phone rang abruptly.
"It's my dad!" Su Qinwei swiped to answer the call.
"Qinwei, we've had an accident, I'm injured too, we're on the way to the First Hospital... come to the hospital quickly..."
The voice was intermittent and ended with the call being abruptly cut off.
The room fell instantly silent.
The Su Family's gaze shifted back and forth between Yin Tian and Taoist Li.
Taoist Li felt as if those stares were whipping him mercilessly.
His face was being slapped, metaphorically.
"My dad... has had an accident..." Su Qinwei was clearly flustered.
"It's okay, your dad just has minor injuries; if you go now, everything will be fine," said Yin Tian, after a quick calculation.
"You..."
Su Qinwei looked up, her eyes flickering as she looked at Yin Tian.
Today's events had completely exceeded her expectations, but with the situation so urgent, she could only pull out a bank card from her pocket and hand it to Yin Tian, "There are ten thousand yuan in here; hold onto it to pay the bill later, I have to go to the hospital first."
Yin Tian nodded and stood up to escort Su Qinwei out of the private room.
After Su Qinwei left, Yin Tian didn't want to see those Su Family members or the charlatan Taoist Li anymore, so he walked back leisurely.
"Hey, you're eating here too?"
A voice came from behind him.
Yin Tian turned his head to see Yu Yang, whom he had seen before at the Su Family, holding a bowl of herbal soup behind him.
Yin Tian nodded, glancing at the herbal soup, "Are you here to treat someone?"
Respectfully acknowledging Yin Tian's medical skills, Yu Yang said, "This is a herbal soup my father prepared for a distinguished guest; they're eating inside, and I am just about to take it to them."
Yin Tian nodded but his gaze stayed on the herbal soup, his brow furrowing.
"There's something wrong with this herbal soup," he said.
Yu Yang was taken aback, then smiled, saying to Yin Tian, "I know your medical skill is great, but you're stretching the truth by just looking at it and saying there's something wrong."
Yin Tian looked serious, "It really is wrong."
Yu Yang's expression grew serious, "My father is known as the Soup King of Suzhou and Hangzhou; he has never made a mistake in his prescriptions."
Yin Tian's gaze was adamant, "If I say it's wrong, then it definitely is."