Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

Chen Zhao escaped from the bedroom. He was about to spend the night on the sofa when Fali walked out.

 He grabbed Fali and started right then and there. Chen Zhao released his vigor while Fali could never be satisfied.

 Poor Faur though. She had to listen to the moans for the entire night.

 Finally, in the second hour, she couldn't stand it anymore.

 “Enough!” She stood at the bedroom door and looked at the naked man and woman on the living room floor.

 With that, Faur slammed the door shut.

 Chen Zhao and Fali realized that they were being too offensive, so they ran out to continue by the pool.

 Faur was alone in the bedroom. Chen Zhao and Fali had gone outside, but she could still vaguely hear the sounds. This was even worse than directly hearing them.

 She stole a glance outside the window. Did that *sshole never get tired? All he knew to do was torture Fali. How did Fali withstand such a horrible *sshole?

 The two started from midnight to around four or five in the morning. Faur only watched secretly for around two hours.

 The next day, Chen Zhao was spirited as he prepared breakfast. Faur walked out of the bedroom with dark circles under her eyes.

 Chen Zhao placed a gla.s.s of milk and a fried egg before her. “Morning.”

 Faur glared at him. “Where's Fali?”

 Chen Zhao pointed at the living room sofa. “Still sleeping.”

 Faur swore inwardly that she'd never come to Chen Zhao and Fali's home again. These two b.a.s.t.a.r.ds didn't care about others' feelings at all.

 Chen Zhao especially was crazy. He would never get tired out.

 “Help me wake Fali up at nine,” Chen Zhao said. “I'm going out.”

 Just then, Movich Tutas had called, asking Chen Zhao if he'd thought of a solution yet.

 Princess moved her stubby legs and waddled over to Chen Zhao. He had to make breakfast for her again. Her appet.i.te was too big.

 It had only been a few days, but she'd already gotten bigger.

 Faur was speechless. I'm not your slave.

 But Chen Zhao didn't give her the chance to refuse. He grabbed the group of pets and herded them into the RV.

 Honk, honk.

 Movich Tutas carefully opened the door and saw a huge RV parked outside. Then he saw Chen Zhao wave from the car.

 Movich looked around and then ran onto the car.

 “Is this your car?”

 “Yeah.” Chen Zhao nodded. “Let's start.”

 “You already thought of something?”

 “I figured it out long ago, but I needed to get ready,” Chen Zhao said. “Hold this.”

 Movich accepted it. It was a golden coin. One side had a six-pointed star. The other side was blank.

 “What's this?”

 “Drip your blood onto it.”

 Movich followed his orders and let a drop of blood fall onto the coin.

 “Hold tight.”

 Chen Zhao grabbed Movich's hands while muttering a curse. Gradually, Movich felt it. He felt the coin.

 It was a strange feeling, like the coin was part of him.

 Just then, Chen Zhao moved his hand to Movich's chest. Then he slowly moved his hand to the shoulder and then down the arm to his palm.

 Finally, Chen Zhao yelled, “Enter!”

 Movich suddenly felt that the coin had changed. It was like something was added to it.

 “Open,” Chen Zhao said.

 Movich opened his hand and held up the coin. He discovered that there was a new face on the back of it. He immediately touched his chest. Really, one face was missing from his chest.

 The face on the coin seemed to be his father.

 Chen Zhao took the coin. “Success. Now, the second one.”

 Chen Zhao handed Movich a second golden coin and followed the same steps. He first connected the coin to Movich and then transferred the soul onto the coin.

 However, after casting the spell twice, Chen Zhao was already exhausted.

 “I need a break. The exertion is too much.” Chen Zhao's magic wasn't strong enough. Merely these two easy spells were enough to fatigue him.

 “Chen, thank you.”

 “No problem,” Chen Zhao said. “This is a fair trade.”

 After half an hour of resting, Chen Zhao finally started the third time.

 The entire process was successful. The souls of Movich's three closest relatives were all transferred onto golden coins.

 “I actually haven't solved your problem from the root. I just combined the coins with you, so you must take care of these three coins forever. Don't lose them. If they're destroyed, you'll also die. Understood?”

 “I understand.” Movich nodded. “Can I talk to them?”

 “I can't do that. I'm just a doctor, not a professional spiritualist. I can recommend you to a professional though. She might have a solution.”

 Movich could finally take off the thick clothes. He didn't have to wrap himself up like before. He felt an unprecedented lightness as if he'd gotten a new life.

 “Wait, I'll go get the check.”

 Soon, Movich walked out. He ran onto the RV and handed Chen Zhao a $500,000 check.

 “Oh, do you know who cast the spell on you?” Chen Zhao asked.

 Movich shook his head. “I have no clue. I've been wondering who did it too… Do you think that the spiritualist you mentioned can help answer the question?”

 “I'm not sure.”

 “Can you contact him now?”

 “Sure.” Chen Zhao picked up his phone. “Hi, Sienna.”

 “Chen, are you crazy? Do you know what time it is?”

 “I have a client. Are you sure you don't want to come?”

 “Client? What kind? How much money?” Sienna was instantly awake.

 “As long as you can solve my problem, I can give you $100,000,” Movich said generously.

 Sienna went crazy. “Wait, tell me right now where you are… Chris, s.h.i.+rley… Get up! Stop sleeping!”

 One hundred thousand dollars… She'd never seen this much money in her life before. She was beyond herself now and didn't even care that she was still on the phone.

 “A huge sale! Someone offered $100,000. You two, get up and make yourself presentable.”

 Movich glanced at Chen Zhao. “Are you sure the madwoman in the phone can solve my problem?”