"Oh? You can actually tell?"
Yang Yan looked at Wuyou with some surprise.
"Mm! I've seen someone try this before, unfortunately he failed in the end and died. Moreover, his evil thoughts turned into an Evil Thought Body after death, which was eventually struck by Celestial Thunder, leaving nothing behind. What, do you want to try?"
Wuyou said with a smile.
"Haha! You think I'm a half-baked Feng Shui Master? That guy failed probably because the evil qi he set up wasn't strong enough! Who do you take me for? Making such a rookie mistake?"
Yang Yan sneered, speaking irritably.
Yang Yan was very dismissive of Wuyou's words.
Those half-baked Feng Shui Masters could compare to me?
What a joke!
Even though I'm not a full-time Feng Shui practitioner, the inheritance I received in the Hidden World is unmatched by any modern Feng Shui Master.
