"Why haven't you said anything!" Wang Daniu suppressed his anger as he spoke.
"Yes, yes." Tom Wilson sighed, "It all began with the economic crisis three years ago. My farm business was failing, and in my desperation, I heard that there was a mysterious master in the city who could change one's fate. Clinging to my last hope, I decided to seek out this master."
"The master you mentioned, is he from the East or the West?" Wang Daniu asked.
Tom Wilson was taken aback and then said, "To be honest, I am fascinated by China, especially your metaphysics. So, the master I knew should actually be a Chinese."
Wang Daniu nodded, "Then continue."
"The first time I met the master, he readily agreed to help, saying that as long as I told him what I wanted to change, he could make it happen. So I paid him, expressed my grievance of wanting to do well in business, and the master guided me through special sacrificial rituals every day. As time passed by, my business really started to pick up."
