Jiang Tielin's eyes were fixed on the child who was full of energy. He said: "No matter whether the old man of the Zhao family is still alive, the Zhao family has now obtained the prophecy master who is even more powerful than Master Lexuan. What does the Zhao family want to do in the future? Just ask that child, wouldn't it be like wind, rain, rain!"

Jiang Long didn't have his father's mind, so he reacted and said angrily: "Dad, what should I do now! We have already broken up with the Zhao family. If the bastard Zhao Yong uses the guidance of that child to suppress our Jiang family, it will be troublesome!"

Jiang Tielin said greedily: "With Mr. Zhao's absence, find a way to snatch that child from here!"

Jiang Long asked ingeniously: "What if I can't grab it?"

Jiang Tielin said coldly: "Then kill it! I save you a lot of nights and dreams!"

In the stands, Taoist Zixiao stared at the direction where Master Lexuan left, and he sighed: "Master Lexuan is really a master. His words just now were not to admit that he was wrong, but to make arguing about his unintentional words that attracted the dispute between the two families. He would rather sacrifice his reputation than quell the dispute."

Qin Haixia, who had been dealing with nobles for a long time, poured a basin of cold water at this time: "I think the dispute will not only not end, but will also be even more chaotic!"

Chen Xingran also said: "The child's face has changed, and there is a murderous opportunity. Someone wants to kill him."

Just as Chen Xingran and his friends were talking about that child, a man behind them, dressed like a nouveau riche was bragging to the people around him: "That little prodigy is my son! This is my business card. If you want to ask in the future, call me. The price is clearly marked and you ask one million yuan at a time."

"Is one million so expensive?"

The nouveau riche turned the gilded business card box in his hand and said, "My son said so accurately. Is one million not expensive at all? If you go to find those so-called masters, you will get millions, and you may not necessarily say it accurately."

Some people around nodded and agreed, while others cast envious eyes at the nouveau riche men.

"If I were such a son, that would be great."

"He gave birth to a son, he clearly has a gold medal!"

"Hey, not everyone has such a good life."

Chen Xingran suddenly called him.

"You are the boy's father, are you?"

The nouveau riche man looked at the Zixiao Taoist and Qin Haixia sitting beside Chen Xingran, one wearing a Taoist robe and the other wearing an antique white cloth shirt, which made people feel like they were fortune-telling and feng shui.

Chen Xingran was dressed normally, and Chen Xingran sat between the two, thinking that Chen Xingran was two customers who looked at Feng Shui.

"This boss, I guess you must have a special belief in metaphysics. Should you ask my son to show you? It must be more accurate than the two people around you."

Chen Xingran smiled and said, "Let me introduce to you the two people around me. This is Qin Haixiao, a famous Feng Shui master in China. This is Zixiao Taoist, the only remaining Taoist priests in China. If you don't search their names with your mobile phone, Baidu will have their encyclopedia."

It is obvious that this fat man does not understand the news about Feng Shui. If those big families who are obsessed with Feng Shui meet at the same time, they will definitely be excited to come over to worship tea and compliment.

The nouveau riche searched on his mobile phone because he was so famous that he was a top presence in the Feng Shui and Taoist circles. The encyclopedia almost called these two gods a god, and the two, especially Qin Haixia, often went to the media, and the encyclopedia also included high-definition photos.
Chapter completed!