Chapter 51: The Daily Confusion of the Ancestors
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Duan Jianchuan had said as much, and Wen Zishu couldn't come up with anything else to say, so he could only give a dry laugh, "Well, maybe I'm just not as knowledgeable."
Duan Jianchuan: "Heh."
Wen Zishu: "..."
"Third brother, do you think the Abbot is really that powerful?" Wen Zishu decided not to dwell on the subject any longer, instead changing the topic, "If what she said is really so accurate, then doesn't that mean what she said about you being hexed by someone is also true?"
Duan Jianchuan furrowed his brows.
Fu Shiyan hummed indifferently, opening his eyes, "No matter, didn't she say she would visit my house the day after tomorrow? We'll talk about it then."
Duan Jianchuan voiced his concerns, "If that's really the case, what about your safety over the next two days, third brother?"
"No need to worry, I'm not going to die yet." Fu Shiyan curved the corners of his lips, seemingly not taking the matter to heart.