CHAPTER 282: CHAPTER 282: SANQING PAVILION OPENS_1

The police officers, seeing so many Shamate—some of whom were prominent figures in certain areas of Anli City—were definitely nervous. It would have been a lie to claim they weren’t. What on earth had happened here?

Fang Jingxue, upon seeing Chu Hao, excitedly asked, "Master, where’s the big fish?"

Chu Hao, having almost finished vomiting, pointed toward Mu Haibai and Bai Jiangming and said, "Over there. Go see for yourself."

Fang Jingxue was somewhat skeptical. What happened? Could the other person already be dead, their corpse so horrific it made one retch uncontrollably?

She walked over.

Suddenly, Fang Jingxue ran back and also threw up, spewing vomit everywhere. The beautiful officer nearly drew her gun to blast those two away.

Chu Hao patted her on the shoulder. "Lock them up. People like them should be punished by the law."

Fang Jingxue, struggling against her nausea, waved her hand. "Take them back."

Having no other choice, the others separated the passionately "entwined" Mu Haibai and his son, Bai Jiangming, and took them away.

It was likely both would spend the rest of their lives in prison. Their crimes were numerous enough to warrant several death sentences.

At this moment, Fang Jingxue said excitedly, "Master, the Seventh District assessment is coming up. You have to be there to hold the fort for me."

Chu Hao curled his lip. "I’m not going."

"Master!" The beautiful policewoman looked pitifully at Chu Hao, shaking his arm coquettishly.

Chu Hao said helplessly, "Just go by yourself. Who in the Seventh District wouldn’t give me face?"

DING... Host successfully feigned coolness, obtaining 500 Pretentiousness Points.

I really am a Pretentious Expert! A casual remark is all it takes to show off. Who else can compare?

Speaking of which, with the Pretentiousness Points from the past two days, plus the previous five thousand, I now have eight thousand. Soon, Baby Diao Chan’s physical body... HEH HEH... The more I think about it, the more excited I become!

Fang Jingxue led her team away, and the incident drew to a close.

However, in the Anli City underground Shamate scene, Chu Hao’s reputation surged, skyrocketing to a level rivaling Cao Shanhe and Qin Boren. He was simply unparalleled.

Yet, only a few knew that Chu Hao wasn’t actually part of the underground Shamate scene.

Two new people moved into the Sanqing Pavilion. Zhang Qin’ai and Ju Desheng were still disoriented when Chu Hao brought them back.

The Pope, though he didn’t want to meet Chu Hao, eventually did, filled with fear and apprehension.

Chu Hao glanced at him. "Still taking jobs?"

The Pope shuddered, cold sweat beading on his forehead. In a trembling voice, he pleaded, "Master, I... I wouldn’t dare do it anymore! Please, spare me this time."

Chu Hao said nothing, just looked at the Pope, whose other name was Chen Fugui.

The Pope was terrified. He had witnessed with his own eyes the miserable state of Mu Haibai and his son, who had actually turned into a gay father-son pair. He definitely didn’t want to end up like that.

THUMP. The Pope, overcome with fright, dropped to his knees.

Only then did Chu Hao speak. "Don’t let it happen again. From now on, stay in the Sanqing Pavilion and help manage the shop."

"Yes, yes."

The Pope breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. As long as I don’t end up like them, I’ll do anything, he thought. A wave of bitterness washed over him, knowing he would have to face Chu Hao frequently in the future.

Speaking of which, Sanqing Pavilion now housed quite a few people. Wang Meng, Ankang Mo, and the newcomers Zhang Qin’ai and Ju Desheng—these four were ordinary people.

Yu Sicheng, Dong Qi, and Liang Qian, however, were all practitioners of Taoist and Ghost Techniques.

There was also the cute and pretty little Taoist nun, Qiu Yun’er... Hmm, when she grows up, she’ll be my wife. A hitman too... The talent pool at Sanqing Pavilion truly is a mixed bag, Chu Hao mused.

The renovations at Sanqing Pavilion were nearing completion, and everyone left it to Chu Hao to decide the opening day.

Chu Hao did a quick calculation—a simple task for him. "We open the day after tomorrow."

Then, he took out trinket after trinket—all sorts of evil-warding charms, copper coins, bronze mirrors, wooden fish, and so on—and arranged them on the second floor. These trinkets were very cheap; a handful of Pretentiousness Points could buy a whole boxful.

Chu Hao had also purchased two thousand Pretentiousness Points’ worth of evil-repelling items from the warehouse, including various cool Peachwood Swords.

Of course, the shop’s centerpiece couldn’t be forgotten: the Peachwood Coffin, originally purchasable for one hundred million yuan, was placed directly on the third floor.

The price was clearly marked: one hundred million. He was just that capricious.

As the opening day approached, Chu Hao felt quite excited. This was his first shop, his first company in society.

Young people, right? They should always have dreams. My past dream was to have money; my current dream is to become an impressive figure. Someone who, with a wave of his hand, can show off anywhere!

Once I have enough money, I’ll open branches all over the country. HAHA... A chain of Paranormal Agencies!

During this time, Wang Meng and Ankang Mo had been catching up on various metaphysical knowledge, making them semi-insiders in the paranormal world. Catching a few Xiao Guis wouldn’t be a problem for them.

The opening was finally drawing near.

However, Wenmi brought bad news.

Wenmi and Jiang Zhewen were already divorced. But Jiang Zhewen was a narrow-minded man. Upon hearing that Chu Hao and the others were opening their shop, he, as a lawyer, had gathered all sorts of evidence to prove that Chu Hao’s group was promoting feudal superstition.

And there it was! The Bureau of Industry and Commerce issued a notice stating they were not allowed to open and that an inspection team would be sent.

Wenmi said dejectedly, "Ah-Hao, I’m sorry."

Chu Hao was furious. That petty Jiang Zhewen actually dares to pick on me!

"What do we do now? They won’t let us open," everyone fretted.

Chu Hao said angrily, "We’re still opening as scheduled! I refuse to believe anyone dares to shut down my company!"

Finally, the day of the opening arrived.

On this day, Sanqing Pavilion was bustling with excitement.

Notably, Yue Shanshan’s modeling agency next door had specifically asked her girls to come over and help Chu Hao by handing out flyers and greeting customers.

The arrival of this group of female models was absolutely eye-catching. Their explosive figures and elaborate makeup attracted many people into the store.

Yue Shanshan arrived and said with a light smile, "Do you have enough people? If not, I can call for more."

Chu Hao laughed. "It’s enough, more than enough! Thank you, Sister Shan."

Yue Shanshan waved her hand. "Have you got anything good? I should buy a couple of items to ward off evil."

"Of course, we do. Just go up to the second and third floors."

Qin Boren, the Anli City heavyweight, arrived with Qin Yishan, keeping a low profile this time. After offering his congratulations, he went straight upstairs. He knew that everything Chu Hao sold was genuine, and he couldn’t let others get to the good stuff first.

Cao Shanhe also arrived, accompanied by the stunning Liu Qingyan. This woman was truly exceptional, with a slender willow waist and skin as fair and smooth as silk.

With his enhanced knowledge of the I Ching, Chu Hao could see at a glance that this woman was very ’pure.’ She was truly a golden canary Cao Shanhe was keeping.

Cao Shanhe smiled. "Congratulations, Master Chu."