With a pale face, Fatty sighed. “Mr. Arnold, I-I didn’t mean to bring you any trouble. I’ve had this magical artifact for over ten years and it can truly prolong one’s life. However, after strange things started to happen in my family, I went to a divination master and he told me that my luck has been declining in these few years because this magical artifact is incompatible with me. Therefore, I must sell this magical artifact. By selling it, not only can I save my life, but I can also protect my luck. In conclusion, there’s nothing wrong with this magical artifact and it’s my fate that’s the issue.”
Ambrose wasn’t too convinced by his explanation.
Matthew chuckled. “Fatty, the master that you sought is quite skillful. At least he was able to identify the root cause of your problems, which is this magical artifact. However, it has nothing to do with luck!”
Fatty was surprised. “Since it’s related to this magical artifact, why isn’t it related to luck as well?”
After pondering for a while, Fatty answered, “Yes, I bought a few ivory cups. What’s wrong with that?”
Matthew replied, “Think carefully. Did those accidents happen after you bought the ivory cups?”
Fatty gasped, “If you hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have linked these incidents! You’re right. Ever since I brought those cups home, accidents have happened consecutively. Mr. Larson, do you mean that these cups are the issue?”
Matthew shook his head. “There’s nothing wrong with the cups.”
Fatty asked, “So the magical artifact is indeed the issue?”
Matthew shook his head again. “There’s nothing wrong with the magical artifact either.”
Confused, Fatty asked, “What is the problem then?”
Ambrose and Fatty exchanged a look. Before this, both of them didn’t understand why such a haughty person like Leonard the Acupuncturist would treat a young man with great reverence.
But now, they finally understood!
Fatty was indeed clever so he immediately pleaded with Matthew, “Dr. Larson, please save me! I’ll give you this pill furnace for free. On top of that, I’ll give you whatever amount of money you ask for. Please save me and my pitiful son. H-His illness is even more severe than mine. I’m worried that he won’t be able to hold on for long.”
Matthew nodded and said, “As I said, you’re sincere. Therefore, I won’t take your money and the fee for curing your illness will be settled with the pill furnace. After I accept your fee, I’ll definitely save you and your family.”
Fatty was overjoyed. At the same time, he finally understood what Matthew meant earlier.
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