You Asked Me to Read the Feng Shui, and I Solved the Tyrant Shedding His Armor?

Luxury cars often come to pick me up outside the school. My roommates all say I'm being kept by a rich woman, and ask me to teach them how to get a rich woman to support them. They don't want to work hard anymore.

They have no idea that I'm actually the world's only feng shui master who specializes in earth arts.

The next day,

Hong Kong media reported that all eight girlfriends of Hong Kong's richest man were going to share a room with me.

Little did they know that the feng shui in the tycoon's home was the problem.

He got down on his knees and begged me to help him carry on the family line!