96 Feng Shui Can Heal, Feng Shui Can Kill Too

Ye Chen checked into a hotel with his little girl that night.

Shen Jing called on the next morning. Ye Chen urged the little thing who was still sleeping to wash up after hanging up the call. The father and daughter departed with their dog.

Shen Jing informed on the phone that they would depart from his house. When Ye Chen arrived, he saw a red Ferrari sports car parked at the side of the road.

The Shen father and son were talking to a lady.

The lady had a pair of arched eyebrows along with bright and clear almond-shaped eyes. Her nose bridge was rather high. She wore black martial arts attire that covered her body and her expression was rather cold.

Meanwhile, there was an old man with completely white hair standing next to her. He shut his eyes to rest as if he had no interest at all.