Liu Zhan's face darkened and he said, "As expected of a bad fortune teller, he is indeed very sharp-tongued."

"Award after prize, I wonder if Mr. Liu would like to have a fortune-telling to see how long your life span will be?"

"Not interested." Liu Zhan's brow muscles twitched and he said, "Since you came to attend Ming Yuang's funeral, why didn't you go in at the door, and were you scared when it happened?"

"Ha!" Chen Feiyu chuckled and said, "I don't want to go in right now, so I have my own reasons. I don't think I need to explain the reasons to you, Mr. Liu, right?"

Liu Zhan's face became increasingly gloomy.

Lei Tianli lowered his head and did not make eye contact with Chen Feiyu to avoid others seeing his flaws.

The old man whispered in Lei Tianli's ear and asked: "Is he Chen Fei?"

Lei Tianli raised his head, glanced at Chen Feiyu, and said, "Yes."

The old man smiled contemptuously, still lowering his voice, and said contemptuously in a voice that only Lei Tianli and Liu Zhan could hear: "He has no aura of a warrior in him, he is just an ordinary person, Mr. Liu, there is no need to worry, I will do it for you when I have the chance."

You crush him to death."

Only then did Liu Zhan smile again.

Lei Tianli curled his lips secretly. He had said something similar to Liu Zhan back then. How confident he was back then, he was slapped in the face so hard now.

Chen Feiyu unconsciously looked at the strange old man.

The old man caught Chen Feiyu's gaze and asked, knowingly: "Are you Chen Fei?"

"Of course." Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"

"You are still qualified to know my name." The old man was full of arrogance.

Lei Tianli secretly sneered in his heart, if even Chen Feiyu is not qualified to know the old man's name, then no one in the world is qualified.

Chen Feiyu laughed, chuckled, and laughed contemptuously.

The old man frowned, feeling that Chen Feiyu's laughter was a bit harsh: "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Feiyu asked instead, "Do you know my nickname of 'The Invincible Fortune Teller'?"

"I've heard a little about it." The old man smiled contemptuously: "Are you trying to say that even if I don't tell you, you can still figure out my name?"

"I'm not bored enough to count your names." Chen Feiyu said with a casual smile: "I see that your hall is dark and dark clouds are covering your head. I am afraid that there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, and maybe Yanjing will become a

Your burial place, for the sake of your wealth and life, it is better to leave Yanjing early, otherwise you will regret it."

Liu Zhan was shocked. The image of Chen Feiyu as the "invincible fortune teller" had been deeply imprinted in his mind, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Lei Tianli even mourned for the old man, and Chen Feiyu said eloquently that it seemed that the old man was not far from death.

"Nonsense, do you think I will be intimidated by you?" The old man was furious and could not help but attack Chen Feiyu.

Liu Zhan reached out in time to stop the old man and said softly: "Mr. Shen, please don't get angry. Chen Fei can't be proud for much longer."

This is the Ming family's home court. The Ming family will deal with Chen Fei without them taking action.

The old man, Mr. Shen, gave up his hatred and said: "I'll spare you for now, but remember, even if what you calculated is true, I will kill him before he dies.

I want you to be buried with me."

"Then we'll see." Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled. Looking at his performance, he didn't believe that Mr. Shen could do it at all.

Suddenly, there was a rush of people at the gate of the Ming Family Courtyard. A man in his twenties, wearing sackcloth and mourning, walked out, looked around, and said loudly: "Where is Chen Fei? Which bastard is Chen Fei?"

?”
Chapter completed!