Chapter: 2715

Su Chengfeng said, "The most developed in terms of mystic arts is probably Hong Kong, but to find a truly top-notch master, you would need to go to the United States."

"The United States?" Wu Dohai was even more astonished. He asked, "But Master Su, isn't feng shui and mysticism something that originated from our ancestors in China? Why would top-notch masters of the mystic arts go all the way to America?"

Su Chengfeng smiled calmly and said seriously, "Any extremely powerful master of the mystic arts has generally spent generations or even centuries researching and practicing the art. The family's history of research into the mystic arts may exceed a thousand years. Once there is a major upheaval in history, some truly capable elders will predict the outcome beforehand and avoid it."

He explained further: "As everyone knows who has studied history, we Chinese suffered a great ordeal 37 years ago. At that time, many top-notch families of mystic arts had already predicted this disaster two or three years earlier and escaped to overseas countries. Those who didn't escape were either the masters who put their lives on the line for the country or those who weren't capable enough to predict the disaster."

"Those who stayed behind, including some top-notch masters, also dedicated themselves to their duties for the nation and died or were injured in battle. As a result, many of our country's mystic arts masters perished. It was only those who escaped abroad that survived."

Wu Donghai couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Su, I'm still unclear about one thing: why did all these masters of mystic arts who escaped go to America?"

Su Chengfeng smiled and said, "Remember what you learned in middle school about World War II? Back then, the entire world was ravaged by war, and Europe, which claimed to be the birthplace of modern civilization, was utterly devastated. Even the UK was bombed into ruins, and let alone the European continent."

"Looking at the world as a whole, only America was spared from major battles that year, with the exception of a small attack on Pearl Harbor. Those true masters of mystic arts had already calculated their peaceful years in America, so they basically all brought their families to escape to America. Others' World War II was one of fire and chaos, but these people's World War II was just enjoying their golden years in America."

After saying this, Su Chengfeng added, "If you need it, I can help you find a top-notch master of mystic arts from America to come take a look at your son's condition."

Wu Donghai became agitated and asked, "Mr. Su, are you telling the truth?"

"Of course!" Su Chengfeng smiled slightly and said seriously, "Since we're all interested in binding together to do something big, I naturally have to express my intentions. Alright then, I'll arrange for someone to help with the connections, and maybe the master can arrive by tomorrow night."

Wu Donghai, although he didn't dare to betray Ye Chen, couldn't help but feel excited when thinking about Su Chengfeng bringing in a master of mystic arts who might actually have the ability to cure his son. He felt the sensation of being between a rock and a hard place.

Thinking this way, Wu Donghai quickly stood up, cupped his hands together, and bowed, saying, "I'll take it upon myself to thank Mr. Su! From now on, if you need anything, just give an order, and I won't dare refuse!"

Su Chengfeng waved his hand dismissively and said nonchalantly, "Little Wu, there's no need to be polite between us."

He finished speaking and looked at Su Shoudao, instructing him, "Shoudao, go back to Los Angeles and chat with Old Master Mei. It would be best if Old Master Mei could personally come over to Suzhang."

Su Shoudao nodded and hastily said, "I understand, Dad. According to my estimate, it's still too early in the morning in Los Angeles. I'll wait for a couple of hours before making contact?"

"Okay." Su Chengfeng smiled slightly and lamented, "I also haven't seen Old Master Mei for a long time. If Old Master Mei is willing to grant me an audience and personally come over this time, I'll also let him help me figure out the recent troubles at my place. It's possible that it's related to the feng shui and celestial phenomena!"

Actually, Su Chengfeng himself didn't believe in fate.

His deceased father had believed strongly in the power of wind and water, but he himself didn't buy into it.

Su Chengfeng's style was very ruthless, so he always believed that people make their own destiny. In his youth, he had been reckless and wild; as he grew older, he became even more cunning, with no regard for cause and effect or the will of heaven.

However, Su Chengfeng now has some doubts in his heart.

It's like his mom said - that it's just coincidence. But actually, it's a bit hard to explain how everything just went wrong and all these mishaps fell on him?

It's like he said - it's not just a coincidence, probably something went wrong with one's fortune, otherwise it shouldn't have turned out this way.

So, he thought to himself that this might be the chance to consult the authoritative feng shui master and get his reading done.

The person he contacted was Master Li, who had been friends with his father since they escaped from Yanjing to America in their early years. JrNovels.com