Ye Qiu didn't believe in these fortune-tellers at all, let alone a half-baked Feng Shui master, he just saw the man was crazy for money.
"Tell me your birth date and eight characters again." Master Yan said.
When Ye Qiu casually reported a set of birth date and eight characters, Liu Lingxiu knew it wasn't Ye Qiu's real birthday, but she didn't say anything because she felt Ye Qiu had seen through something.
The other man continued to sit there in deep thought, stretching out his hand, obviously still asking for money.
Just as Liu Lingxiu was about to take out two hundred yuan, Ye Qiu said, "Master, it's not me who's in danger of bloodshed, but you."
As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, Liu Lingxiu and Master Yan didn't know what was happening when a van suddenly stopped, and several tattooed, fierce-looking men walked towards Master Yan.
"You charlatan master, you still dare to be here, messing with our Boss Zhang's wife, you must have a death wish!"
