Chapter 1: Honest Luck, Loves Introducing Himself

“Last year, the city I lived in was rated the safest region in the entire country.”

“I made an indelible contribution to that.”

“Because I retired.”

The lawyer glanced up at him, then looked down at the file again, the corner of his mouth twitching involuntarily.

[Lin Yue, male, 23 years old, bachelor’s degree.]

[Has displayed obvious delusional tendencies since childhood, claims to possess supernatural abilities, and often styles himself as a retired assassin and other identities…]

“Stop messing around, Mr. Lin Yue.”

The lawyer closed the file and pushed the [Resolution] across. “The will is already perfectly clear. Just sign it quickly.”

The Lin Group, a commercial myth with a market value in the tens of billions.

And the youth sitting across from the lawyer was the adopted son of Mr. and Mrs. Lin.

“Man has unexpected misfortunes and blessings; the moon has its phases of waxing and waning.”

“My name is Yue. I’ve been a fortune-teller, an assassin, and a street magician. I possess a Heaven-Chosen Skill called [Luck Control]…”

“Mr. Yue!”

The lawyer slammed the will onto the coffee table. “Mr. and Mrs. Lin really did die in a car accident! I’m not joking! Can you please take this seriously?!”

“Tsk…”

Pressuring a mental patient?

Yue sighed, fished a coin from his pocket, and flicked it with his thumb.

Ding—

Watching the spinning coin on the coffee table, the lawyer covered his face. “Sir, what are you doing this time?”

“Flipping a coin.” Yue glanced at the resolution. “Isn’t it a choice between two options?”

Lawyer: …

“Aren’t you going to look at the contents of this resolution? This is extremely important. It involves the distribution of the inheritance. Deciding by coin flip is far too hasty!”

Seeing the lawyer’s stern reminder, Yue immediately put on a solemn face. “Didn’t I already tell you?”

“I am a fortune-teller.”

Lawyer: …

Pa—

His palm covered the coin, then slowly moved away.

“It’s heads.” Yue confirmed.

“So?”

“…You have a blood disaster today.”

Lawyer: ???

How did flipping a coin produce that conclusion? And what exactly are you even reading?!

The next second, Yue produced a pen from nowhere and signed [Resolution One].

[Resolution One]: Take one million and sever all ties with the Lin Group.

“See? That’s how I chose.”

Lawyer: …

Forget it. Why bother arguing with a madman.

He closed the documents, drew a gold card from his inner pocket, and slapped it onto the coffee table.

One million.

For the Lin Group, this amount was nothing at all.

He understood perfectly why the board wanted to make things difficult for this youth. Unlike Miss Lin, the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Lin.

This was a severely schizophrenic orphan who had been adopted.

Someone like this did not deserve that enormous inheritance.

Even this one million, the lawyer could not let the fellow obtain it cleanly.

Just as Yue reached for the gold card, the lawyer snatched it back.

“Almost forgot, Mr. Yue. If you cannot settle the 30,000 witnessing fee, I have the right to retain this one million.”

“…Witnessing fee?” Yue tilted his head. “Did you come here to deliver money or to collect it?”

“The contract stipulates that witnessing fees arising from inheritance distribution shall be borne by the beneficiary…”

Yue slammed the coffee table.

“Do you take me for an idiot?”

Lawyer: …

No, aren’t you?

“My name is Yue, a street magician. My signature move is flipping coins, and my best trick is making a living person vanish…”

“Let’s make a bet.”

Ding—

Yue flicked the coin in front of the lawyer.

“Coin flip.”

“However many times you can land heads, that is how many tens of thousands you may deduct from that card.”

The instant the words left his mouth, the silver light lay flat, revealing the “4” on the heads side.

The lawyer turned the coin over. The tails side bore a [four-leaf clover] pattern.

Looking at Yue’s earnest expression, he sneered inwardly.

Coin flip? Even if I casually toss it a hundred times, even if heads do not reach fifty, the gain would still far exceed that 30,000 witnessing fee.

Sure enough, a fool.

“Fine. You had better not go back on your word.”

The lawyer tossed the coin with great confidence.

First toss, tails.

He simply assumed it was bad luck.

…

Third toss, tails.

His eyelid twitched several times.

…

Tenth toss, tails.

Unwilling to accept it, he switched hands and threw again.

…

But when the fiftieth toss was still tails, only an expression of utter disbelief remained on his face.

“Impossible!”

“Absolutely impossible!”

“You definitely tampered with it! How can every single one be tails?!”

The lawyer turned the coin over and over, examining both sides.

A proper education and the settled conclusions of statistics told him the probability of a coin toss was absolutely fifty percent, and he had thrown every one himself!

Yue spread his hands and shrugged, offering neither confirmation nor denial. “I already told you I am a street magician.”

“Did you enjoy the performance?”

“Magic?”

The lawyer shot to his feet. “You played me?!”

Yue stood as well. The suddenly sharp aura radiating from him made the other man take an involuntary step back.

“Mr. Lawyer, I am a retired assassin. If you cannot understand human speech, I also know a little martial arts.”

“If I happen to injure you by accident, I also know a little medicine.”

“If I happen to fail to save you, then do not worry. I am also a painter. I guarantee the black-and-white portrait in the mourning hall will be a perfect likeness.”

“You… this is a threat! I can report you to the police!”

“Call the police?”

“Mr. Lawyer, have you forgotten that I am mentally ill?” Yue offered an extremely sunny smile. “You cannot win against me in court. Do you believe that?”

???

The lawyer fled in terror.

Yue followed at a leisurely pace to the doorway, leaned against the frame, and watched the man’s sorry fleeing figure while tossing the [Heads Coin] in his hand.

Ding—

The instant it landed on tails,

the lawyer went thud and made a rather undignified acquaintance with the ground.

Crimson blood flowed from his forehead.

Yue called from a distance, “See? I told you that you had a blood disaster today.”

“How about it? Want me to bandage that for you?”

“One million if it leaves a scar, two million if it does not.”

“What the hell are you so pleased about?!”

The lawyer scrambled up in a fury and made an extremely uncivilized gesture at him.

“Don’t you forget this house belongs to the Lin Group! The moment you signed that resolution you have to get lost!”

“And this one million—” He waved the gold card in a showy flourish. “You will never lay hands on it in this lifetime!”

Watching the gold card disappear into the other man’s pocket.

Yue let out a short laugh, then produced the coin again.

Tails. Tails. Tails. Tails. Tails.

Every time tails appeared, that staggering figure in the distance fell one more time.

After he climbed into the car the engine stalled, a tire exploded…

Even from far away the man’s hysterical roaring could still be heard.

Yue simply stood in place, flipping the coin again and again.

Only when the coin landed heads three times in a row did he stop.

He swayed forward a few steps and halted in front of a patch of grass.

That gold card, glittering in the sunlight, lay quietly among the leaves.

Someone had schemed with all his might only to end up empty-handed, while Yue merely pointed a finger and obtained more than a million.

[Luck Control]

Man has unexpected misfortunes and blessings, yet Yue can make others wax and wane.

Although he himself would suffer the same bad luck.

But so long as he tossed the [Heads Coin], he could offset those misfortune events one after another.

Magician, retired assassin, fortune-teller…

Yue was not good at lying, so all of these were his genuine experiences.

Pity that everyone treated him as a lunatic.

The children at the orphanage had been the same, his adoptive parents had been the same, and this lawyer used as a pawn was the same.

The only person who trusted him—

Ring ring ring♪—

Yue took out his phone.

The instant the screen lit up, that person’s name appeared:

[Lin Lianxue (Stupid Imouto)]

[Answer] [Decline]

The coin slipped from between his fingers.

Ding—

Tails.