“No matter,” Master Jingqing smiled, “Benefactor, you can provide their names and approximate birth dates, and I can work with that.”
Claire Wilson nodded and asked, “Who should I start with?”
Jingqing replied, “Start with your parents, then your husband.”
“Alright.”
Claire Wilson gave Jingqing her parents’ names and birth dates.
Jingqing calculated for a moment, then smiled, “Their birth charts show some challenges, but overall, they are destined for great wealth and a long life.”
“Really?” Claire Wilson was thrilled. Great wealth and longevity, weren’t those what everyone sought? If Master Jingqing was right, she had no need to worry about her parents.
Jingqing wasn’t making it up.
Though Jacob Wilson and Elaine had faced hardships in their early lives, ever since Charlie wade broke free from his trapped fate, their lives had transformed dramatically. Great wealth was inevitable.
And with Charlie wade’s vast abilities and life-extending elixirs, he could ensure Claire Wilson’s parents lived long lives.
Claire Wilson quickly added, “Please, Master, take a look at my husband too!”
Jingqing exhaled softly, smiled, and said, “Benefactor, please tell me your husband’s name and birth date.”
Claire Wilson promptly provided Charlie wade’s details.
Jingqing closed his eyes, his fingers moving in calculation, his brows gradually furrowing.
Seeing this, Claire Wilson’s heart raced, and she anxiously asked, “Master, is there something wrong with my husband’s birth chart?”
Jingqing opened his eyes, looked at Claire Wilson, and instead of answering, asked, “Benefactor, is there anything about your husband that you find incomprehensible or that you’ve always questioned?”
Claire Wilson, surprised, asked, “Master, what do you mean by that?”
Jingqing said earnestly, “Just as it sounds. In all the time you’ve spent with your husband, have you noticed anything about him that you can’t understand or that you’ve always doubted?”
Claire Wilson hesitated. There were too many things about Charlie wade that puzzled her.
Some things seemed unbelievable, yet always had a logical explanation. For instance, she never understood how her husband, who for the first three years of their marriage showed no talents beyond cooking and cleaning, suddenly became a feng shui master sought after by Jinling’s wealthy elite.
She had asked him about it, and he claimed he was self-taught, with a knack for persuasion, earning the trust of the rich.
Another thing that puzzled her early on was that Charlie wade, who for those three years was meek and never argued, seemed frail and powerless, yet suddenly displayed extraordinary combat skills.
When two assassins tried to kill Ruolin, she watched her husband subdue them, but he claimed he learned from a TV show called Wulin Feng, even naming the programme convincingly.
Claire Wilson never watched such shows but had heard of this early martial arts programme.
But could someone really become a master from watching TV?
She couldn’t figure it out and didn’t dare speculate if Charlie wade was deceiving her.
In the past, she reminded herself not to distrust her partner. Even if he didn’t share the full truth, she should respect his privacy and not pry.
But now, Master Jingqing’s question stirred the doubts buried deep in her heart, as if they were suddenly brought to life.
Jingqing continued to guide her gently, “If you can share your doubts, this monk can better analyse, explain, and consecrate the appropriate talisman. But if you feel it’s inconvenient to share, that’s fine too.”
Claire Wilson instinctively asked, “Can you really resolve my doubts, Master?”
Jingqing smiled and nodded, “Rest assured, benefactor. Whatever doubts you have today, this monk can help clarify them. Perhaps not through my words, but I can certainly help you see through the fog to the clear moonlight!”
