Chapter 167: 【167】How could divination be so accurate?_1
 

“I’ve calculated… your family is quite rich, you are the only child, sent abroad to study at seventeen, and expelled from school at nineteen, then you returned to the country…”

Tang Feng spoke the information scanned by the system unhurriedly.

Sun Qiuyang shook his head disappointedly, “What you’ve said, all that can be easily found out. Can you say something that can’t be found?”

He was sure that Zhou Bingrui had disclosed his name to Tang Feng in advance, and then he had secretly collected his information.

Therefore, even if these things were said, it wouldn’t be surprising.

But only Zhou Bingrui knew that he hadn’t revealed any information about his friend to Tang Feng beforehand.

The fact that Tang Feng could say so much in one breath was already surprising.

Some things, even he didn’t know, such as the fact that Sun Qiuyang had been expelled from school.

Such an embarrassing matter, he naturally wouldn’t mention it normally.

Tang Feng wasn’t angry and continued at his own pace, “The reason you were expelled was that you got a female classmate pregnant, and she took the opportunity to blackmail you for a significant amount of money…”

As soon as Sun Qiuyang heard this, his face changed instantly, he stood up swiftly, with a mix of shame and anger glaring at Tang Feng, “Where did you hear about these things? Who sent you?”

Because this matter was too shameful, besides himself and his parents, no one in the country knew about it.

Unless someone deliberately went abroad to inquire, they would never know such details.

Seeing him get angry, Tang Feng immediately shut his mouth and didn’t speak anymore.

“Qiuyang, you’re going too far. Feng is just fortune-telling for you, why are you being so anxious?” Zhou Bingrui berated when he saw Sun Qiuyang’s reaction.

“What fortune-telling? How could fortune-telling be so accurate?” Sun Qiuyang was immediately anxious.

“So it’s true, you actually got a classmate pregnant abroad? How did you handle it later?” Zhou Bingrui’s interest was piqued.

The other people at the table all looked on with curious eyes.

They had known Sun Qiuyang for years and had never heard him mention this matter.

Sun Qiuyang’s face turned beet red from frustration, “Is that the point? The point is he has ulterior motives and investigates me secretly.”

“Don’t talk nonsense, I can assure you that Feng didn’t know you were my friend before, let alone that you would be here today.” Zhou Bingrui quickly testified, fearing that it would upset Tang Feng.

“Right, even the fortune-telling was something we insisted on asking him to do.”

“Are your damn matters that important? Who would go abroad to investigate you just like that?”

“Do you really think you are such a big deal? Why would anyone investigate you?”

“I think you have a persecution complex…”

Sun Qiuyang, being mocked by everyone, sat back down in his seat sulkily, “Fine, I was being paranoid, are you happy now?”

Saying so, he filled his cup with wine and apologized to Tang Feng, “I’m sorry, I was impulsive just now.”

Tang Feng didn’t hold a grudge and took a sip from his cup, accepting his apology.

“Come on, tell us, what happened later?” Zhou Bingrui, still not over his curiosity, continued to ask.

Sun Qiuyang, unable to evade further, simply came clean, “Later on, after the child was born, I took it for a paternity test, and the results… the child wasn’t mine.”

“Pfff, hahaha…”

The people burst out laughing upon hearing the result.

“Turns out our young master Sun has played the fool once? My apologies.”

“Haha, you raised someone else’s child for such a long time, you’re practically the king of cuckolds.”

“No wonder you never told us, this is too embarrassing hahaha.”

“No wonder you’re into men, it’s because a woman broke your heart…”

“Your mom likes men!”

Sun Qiuyang, teased by everyone, became a bit flustered, trying to salvage some of his dignity as a man, but the people laughed even louder.

“No way, even if that’s the case, you wouldn’t have been expelled for that, would you?” Zhou Bingrui said while laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face, he hurriedly wiped them with a napkin and asked again.

But Sun Qiuyang just kept his mouth shut, to avoid more ridicule.

Zhou Bingrui had no choice but to turn his attention to Tang Feng, “Feng, you must have figured out what happened next, right? What happened after that?”

The interested people at the table all looked on eagerly, as if they were readers eagerly awaiting the next chapter of a story.

Tang Feng turned his head to ask for Sun Qiuyang’s opinion, “Am I allowed to say it?”

Sun Qiuyang huffed irritably, “If you can calculate it, then just say it.”

Tang Feng took a sip of water to moisten his throat before continuing, “After that, Master Sun couldn’t swallow the insult and hired a hacker to invade that woman’s computer. He found a lot of videos of that woman with N number of men in passionate encounters, and then exposed them online. Because the situation blew up so much, he was expelled from school.”

“Pfff, hahaha…”

Everyone laughed again.

Some were laughing so hard they couldn’t catch their breath and banged the table with a “bang bang.”

Some even fell backward onto their chairs, tumbling upside down.

“Really? You’re too cruel, aren’t you? Publishing those videos online, how is she meant to face anyone after that?”

“Which math whiz can calculate, what does N equal? I’m really curious.”

“Turns out you encountered a female player, didn’t you, Master Sun? You didn’t lose unjustly.”

“Master Sun, did you save those videos? I’m asking for a friend…”

The people joked increasingly recklessly, but Xu Xinling listened with great interest.

At the same time, she covertly observed Tang Feng, wondering if what he said was really calculated by him.

If it was true, then that was just too unbelievable.

Sun Qiuyang, ridiculed by everyone to the point of wanting to disappear on the spot and stunned, looked at Tang Feng, “Did you calculate all this?”

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Tang Feng, mainly because he knew too much.

Fortune-telling could actually be so precise?

Tang Feng lit another cigarette, blew out a ring of smoke, “I know, you certainly won’t believe the past. Shall I predict something that will happen next for you?”

“Alright, alright…”

Sun Qiuyang perked up at this suggestion.

That’s more like it. What skill is there in telling the past?

Only predicting the future, that’s what makes a real Master of Physiognomy.