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"Well, it tastes good. You can't find such good coffee back in my hometown."
Putting down the coffee cup in his hand, the Ancient Sorcerer sighed. Sitting across from him was Gu Fei. After arranging matters in the village and at home, he returned to Guanghai City, and as soon as he arrived, Gu Fei's call came through.
"Did you resolve things at home?"
Gu Fei stirred the coffee in his cup.
"Yes, it's all settled."
"That's good. By the way, do you remember Peng Tian?"
The Ancient Sorcerer was taken aback for a moment but quickly laughed and said, "Is he looking for me? Is his illness untreatable?"
Looking at the Ancient Sorcerer sitting across from him, Gu Fei appeared calm on the surface but was actually quite surprised inside. Peng Tian was the head of Heaven and Earth Group. When the Ancient Sorcerer wanted to sell Old Mountain Ginseng, Gu Fei had introduced them, but they ended up falling out.
At that time, Peng Tian had threatened the Ancient Sorcerer, while the Ancient Sorcerer claimed that Peng Tian would soon fall ill and that no one would be able to cure him, asserting that Peng Tian would definitely come to seek his help.
Gu Fei had been half skeptical then, but now everything had become a reality—yesterday, Peng Tian called him and expressed a desire to meet the Ancient Sorcerer.
Nodding, Gu Fei said, "Peng Tian called me last night and said he hoped to meet you."
Shrugging his shoulders, the Ancient Sorcerer replied, "I'm short on money lately. If he wants me to treat him, that's great; I’ll make sure to charge him a hefty fee."
Back then, Peng Tian had spoken very confidently. The Ancient Sorcerer was curious to see what he would say after meeting him.
"In that case, should I call him?"
Gu Fei nodded and took out his phone. However, after saying a couple of sentences, he told the Ancient Sorcerer, "The secretary said that President Peng is not mobile and wants us to go to his villa. Also, time is tight; we need to get there within half an hour."
Unexpectedly, Peng Tian was still putting on airs at this time. Ancient Sorcerer simply took the phone and said, "If you don't want to die, get over to the Blue Sky Café on Ma Dong Road!"
After saying that, Ancient Sorcerer hung up the phone.
Giving a thumbs up to Ancient Sorcerer, Gu Fei said, "Awesome! That's really impressive."
"People like him who rely on a bit of money to act all high and mighty need to be taught a lesson about humility."
Gu Fei laughed; Ancient Sorcerer's words were not without reason.
"Do you think he will come?"
"He will definitely come. The richer a person is, the more afraid they are of death. Peng Tian is just that kind of person."
The last time they sold ginseng, the two had actually fallen out. If it weren't for being forced into a corner, he wouldn't have come to seek help, so Ancient Sorcerer was certain that Peng Tian would show up.
Gu Fei quickly understood the underlying connections and nodded, saying, "Then I'll wait to see the show."
Sure enough, half an hour later, Peng Tian arrived.
It was just past noon, and there weren't many people; the café was very quiet. Ancient Sorcerer leisurely sipped his coffee as if he didn't see Peng Tian standing next to him at all.
Did I need to greet you first? Not a chance.
Gu Fei shook his head in disbelief; even at this point, Peng Tian still couldn't lower his pride—was it really that hard to take the initiative to say hello? He was truly reaping what he sowed.
Watching Ancient Sorcerer sit calmly, Peng Tian felt his face flush with anger and embarrassment. He wanted to turn around and leave, but his legs felt as if they were nailed to the ground and he couldn't move at all.
More than ten days ago, he suddenly fainted in the office. If it weren't for his secretary discovering it early, he might have been in serious trouble. After being rescued and waking up, he found that due to the fall, he had hit his head on the ground, leaving a bruise. He felt like something was pressing on his brain, and because it was pressing on the main nerve, no hospital dared to perform surgery!
This scared Peng Tian greatly. He immediately remembered what the Ancient Sorcerer had said before; in order to save his life, he had no choice but to call Gu Fei. However, he found out that the Ancient Sorcerer was not in Guanghai City, so he could only ask Gu Fei to notify him as soon as the Ancient Sorcerer returned to Guanghai City.
"Um... Ancient Sorcerer, about what you said last time regarding my illness..."
Peng Tian knew that if he remained silent, the Ancient Sorcerer would definitely ignore him, so he had to speak up first.
Waving his hand to interrupt Peng Tian, the Ancient Sorcerer said, "I can treat your illness. The price is fixed at 2 million. Think it over."
"2 million? You might as well go rob a bank!"
The Ancient Sorcerer looked at Peng Tian and smiled, saying, "Oh? Too expensive? The price has gone up now; it's 4 million."
"You!"
Peng Tian knew that the Ancient Sorcerer was retaliating against him, but he had no way to counter it. As long as he sought treatment from him, he could only be taken advantage of!
"Peng Tian, you're quite wealthy in Guanghai City. Just your company is worth several billion. Is your life not worth 4 million? Once you're dead, no amount of money will matter."
The Ancient Sorcerer's words struck Peng Tian's heart like a hammer, causing his face to change dramatically. He clenched his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll pay this amount. As long as you cure me, I'll pay you 4 million immediately."
Shaking his head, the Ancient Sorcerer replied, "You need to pay half upfront. Whether I cure you or not, it won't be refunded. Of course, you can choose not to seek my treatment."
How domineering!
This was sheer arrogance, completely disregarding Peng Tian.
Ancient Sorcerer slowly sipped his coffee. If it weren't for Peng Tian's arrogance during the previous ginseng sale, he wouldn't be acting this way.
"Didn't you say you'd never ask me for help? You said you'd write my name backward if you did. I want to see if you actually will."
When had Peng Tian ever been humiliated like this? His body moved slightly, wanting to turn and leave immediately, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and held on.
His life was important!
Taking a deep breath and forcing himself to calm down, Peng Tian said through clenched teeth, "Fine, I'll pay half first. But you have to tell me what exactly is wrong with me."
"No problem."
Ancient Sorcerer stood up, reached out, and pulled a hair from Peng Tian's head, then said, "This place is sick; there's blood stasis in your brain!"
"Ah! How did you know that?!"
Peng Tian exclaimed. The spot where Ancient Sorcerer had pulled the hair was indeed where the blood stasis was located!
Ancient Sorcerer did not respond to Peng Tian's question but instead took out his bank card and said:
"This is my card. Have someone transfer the money to it, and I can treat you right away."
"Right away? Here?"
Peng Tian shouted in disbelief. Major hospitals wouldn't dare operate on his condition, yet Ancient Sorcerer claimed he could cure him immediately?
"It's as easy as flipping your palm."
He placed the card on the table and pushed it towards Peng Tian. The Ancient Sorcerer continued, "If you want to get better soon, then send the money over as soon as possible."
"Alright!"
Peng Tian finally made up his mind. "If you can't cure me, let's see where you can hide. If you dare to cheat me out of my money, I won't let you off!"
"The price has gone up again, it's 6 million now. Pay 3 million first because you threatened me."
Peng Tian stared fiercely at the Ancient Sorcerer, breathing heavily, but he didn't dare to say anything more—otherwise, the Ancient Sorcerer might raise the price again.
Watching Peng Tian making a call to have someone transfer money not far away, Gu Fei chuckled softly and said, "Peng Tian is definitely a figure in Guanghai City; only you could bring him down like this."
"He brought this on himself, acting like he's the biggest in the world. Just looking at him is annoying."
"Heh, it really is satisfying. You've made quite a profit; you have to treat us now, right?"
"Of course!"
The Ancient Sorcerer patted his chest confidently and said, "No problem! This time I've really taken down a big fat sheep!"
Curing Peng Tian's illness only required a talisman, which was indeed a piece of cake for the Ancient Sorcerer. The 6 million would be in his hands soon; this money was too easy to earn!
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