The old man's hand that was smearing water on Su Meng's talisman paper paused for a moment. He did not expect Shen Jian to be so blind as to say it out loud.
Everyone present was sweating on Shen Jian's behalf. Good heavens, an unknown little feng shui master actually dared to say that to an old senior. Did he still want to continue living in the future?
Shen Jian had been speaking up for Su Meng the entire time. Seeing that everyone's attention was on him, Su Meng rubbed her forehead helplessly.
Seeing Shen Jian like this, it was fortunate that he had the disposition of an evil lone star. He only countered others and not himself. Otherwise, seeing him like this, he would not even know how he died.
However, since he was speaking up for her, Su Meng could not let him become a target.
