Feng Shui Secrets of the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 452 Global Cultural Heritage Conservation Organizations



Chapter 452 Global Cultural Heritage Conservation Organizations

"It's not an order, it's a suggestion!"

Wu Peiwen said calmly.

"Advice?" I scoffed. "Liu Jiwen, do I even know you? You're giving me advice?"

"The Xuanmen has its own rules. Yuanlang is my territory. The Cai family's karmic debts were planned by my master decades ago. It's not up to outsiders to disturb them," Wu Peiwen said calmly.

"Was the Eight Tortoises Evil-Dispelling Technique made by your master?" Fatty Lin asked.

"That's right!" Wu Peiwen replied with a hint of pride.

"That's absolutely right! You sound pretty proud of it."

After Lin the Fat scoffed, he went all out, "Transforming evil into nurturing evil? The evil energy in that pool is so dense it can't be dissolved. Is this all your master is capable of?"

"With a master like that, how good can your skill level be?"

"You still think Yuen Long is your territory? Do you think John Bull is in power?"

"It's 2009 now, wake up! I think you've gotten so used to being John Bull's lackey that you don't even know how to straighten your knees anymore!"

"you……"

Lin Pangzi's outburst left Wu Peiwen speechless.

"What?"

Fatty Lin continued, "You really think you're so great just because you adjusted the feng shui for a few gangsters? Come on, if you really think you're so great, you have those gangsters call me. Let's see if they dare to!"

"Damn it, you're wielding your power like it's your own domain, what kind of bully are you?"

"Watch your mouth!" Wu Peiwen was so angry he was panting heavily.

"Fuck your mother!"

"Lin the Fat Man cursed."

Hearing the heavy breathing coming from the phone, I gave Fatty Lin a thumbs up.

After about three seconds, Wu Peiwen's voice rang out again, "Let me remind you, the directors of the Xuanmen Association don't like outsiders messing with cause and effect on Hong Kong Island. We already tolerated you once when you dealt with the Yu family's matter!"

"Did I tell you to tolerate your father? You're still trying to distort cause and effect on Hong Kong Island. Does Hong Kong Island belong to you? Let me tell you, Hong Kong Island is the territory of Great Xia, not some people's private domain. We're going to take care of the Cai family's affairs. If you're not happy, come and fight!"

Fatty Lin retorted without holding back.

Another sound of panting came from the other side.

After a long pause, he added, "One last piece of advice: never cross boundaries, and never overstep your bounds!"

The phone call ended as soon as the word "pan" was uttered, giving Fatty Lin no chance to continue his rant.

"Damn it, you're lucky you died early!"

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Fatty Lin snorted and said, "Crazy, call Uncle Nan, tell him what happened, and ask him what the charter of this Xuanmen Association is!"

"Okay!" I nodded and called the White Dragon King to explain the situation.

"Since you've offended them, don't even think about making up!"

The White Dragon King remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"Also, be extremely careful about the Cai family. They might not dare to openly target you, but they can certainly resort to underhanded tactics and cause the evil energy to backfire!"

The White Dragon King was still worried, so he gave a couple more instructions.

I responded with "uh-huh" and "yeah," and I could tell that the White Dragon King was very worried about our situation.

Just then, Fatty Lin's phone rang.

He glanced at it and said to me, "Fourth Aunt!"

After saying that, he answered the phone and called out, "Sister Ling!"

"Xiao Lin, did you and Thirteen offend the Xuanmen Association?" Fourth Master asked directly.

"Sister Ling, it's not that I offended them, it's that they offended me. They're pretty powerful, aren't they? They even went to you to pull strings!"

Fatty Lin nodded and recounted how Wu Peiwen had threatened us over the phone.

"Sister Ling, what do you mean?"

After he finished speaking, Fatty Lin asked.

"Xiao Lin, as you know, the top families in Hong Kong have always looked down on you, Boss. The Xuanmen Association is just a dog kept by those top families. If you want to beat the dog, Boss and I have no objection!" Fourth Wife said slowly.

"Sister Ling, I understand!" Fatty Lin grinned.

"Sister Ling, could you keep watch for me? If anyone's too blind to mess with us, I don't mind releasing the Gu worms from my body!" Long Ni'er chimed in.

"Ni'er, if you spread this around, a lot of people won't be able to sleep at night!" Fourth Aunt said with a smile.

"Who told them to call and threaten us? They even brought in some kind of underworld-appointed feng shui master. What, are they threatening to come and vandalize our place?"

Long Nier snorted.

"Oh, our little girl is angry. Don't worry, I'll spread the word for you!" Fourth Aunt readily agreed.

After saying that, Fourth Aunt hung up the phone.

The moment the call ended, the White Dragon King's voice came through my phone, "Did they also greet Fourth Princess?"

"Uncle Nan, you've heard it too, Gambler Lü has long been dissatisfied with the Xuanmen Association!" I said.

Fourth Wife represents the will of Gambling King Lui. Her phone call not only didn't try to persuade us, but it also seemed to be stirring up trouble. Those who know, know what it means.

"I know!"

The White Dragon King exhaled, seemingly considering something.

"Uncle Nan, just say what you have to say. What's there to be afraid of? We'll find out about some things sooner or later, even if you don't tell us. Then you'll be caught in the middle!" Fatty Lin said bluntly.

The same thing happened with Ning Zhenbang last time, and it's happening again with the Xuanmen Association this time.

The older the White Dragon King got, the more timid he became, and he hesitated in his actions, which resulted in him pleasing neither side.

The people in the Xuanmen Association felt that he didn't pass on good things, and we felt that he wasn't honest enough.

"Why!"

The White Dragon King sighed and said, "Do you know about the Global Organization for the Preservation of Cultural Heritage?"

"I've heard of it!"

I exchanged a glance with Fatty Lin and said...

There are many such non-profit organizations, all with similar names, and they all have one thing in common: over 99% of them were initiated and established by Western countries.

"Uncle Nan, what's wrong with this organization?" Fatty Lin asked.

"This organization is composed of old Western capitalist families, retired intelligence personnel, and Western metaphysical researchers. On the surface, it is a global cultural heritage protection organization, which is supposed to protect cultural heritage. In reality, it specializes in interfering with the feng shui of various countries. Their purpose is to maintain Western hegemony," the White Dragon King said slowly.

"Isn't this just like some so-called human rights organizations? On the surface, they're doing it for human rights, but in reality, they're doing ideological guidance and infiltration!" I said.

To put it simply, most of the humanities departments at top universities in China receive donations from such organizations.

As the saying goes, "He who eats another's food is bound to him; he who takes another's money is bound to him."

If you take someone's money, you have to do things for them.

This kind of infiltration and awareness guidance is not something that can be done in one or two years, but rather over ten or twenty years; it is a long-term process.

"That's right!"

The White Dragon King sighed and said, "This global cultural heritage protection organization is similar to the organizations mentioned above, except they are much more ruthless and extreme!"


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