My Master's Name Is Ding Xiuyuan!

"Or do you think that because the Feng Shui masters here in Gangcheng fear the so-called master behind you, you can act with impunity and look down on everyone?"

"Don't you know Gangcheng is just a remote corner of the world? You're nothing but an ant in my eyes—and so is that master of yours!"

Wang Zhendong was so furious he laughed. "Heh, good. Very good. You really are arrogant, kid! You don't even take my master, an elder, seriously, and you dare say Gangcheng is just a remote corner of the world?"

"After what you've said, I'll cripple your cultivation today and teach you what it means to bring trouble upon yourself with your own words!"

Then he glanced at Wei Zhaofeng and said coldly, "Wei Zhaofeng, I already had someone tell your Wei Family that unless you paid a hundred billion, there'd be no end to the matter of your grandson turning my nephew into a vegetable."

"Now your Wei Family still refuses to give up. You even found some clueless mainlander to break my Fengshui Formation and challenge my authority. Let me make this clear again: a hundred billion is no longer enough."

"If your Wei Family wants to settle this, you'll have to pay two hundred billion. Otherwise, from now on, your family won't know a moment's peace! You should know perfectly well whether I can make that happen!"

Wang Zhendong's words filled the Wei Family with shock and anger. They glared at him, and even Wei Zhaofeng's face showed a hint of fury.

But they were clearly very wary of Wang Zhendong, so all they could do was look toward Ning Wangshu.

Ning Wangshu naturally noticed the Wei Family members, including Wei Zhaofeng, looking at him. He gave Wei Zhaofeng a reassuring glance and was