"It's fine."
There was a hint of coldness in Lin Fan's smile. He did not want to clash with anyone, but if others insisted on doing him harm, he naturally had to fight back.
"I'm no saint, but if you don't provoke me, I won't get angry."
"But if you insist on making me angry, you can't blame me."
His gaze settled on Daoist Feng on the screen.
This was a challenge, a challenge from Daoist Feng.
"Hahaha, Lin Fan, you really are arrogant."
Daoist Feng couldn't help laughing. "How could anything happen to Wang Ling within three days? Her luck is excellent right now. She might even strike it rich within those three days."
He trusted his own abilities. After his alterations, Wang Ling's fate had been completely reversed.
Previously, Wang Ling had terrible luck and could have held on for another three years at most.
Now, Wang Ling could be described as overflowing with luck.
"Is that so?"
Lin Fan narrowed his eyes and said bluntly, "Then we'll wait and see. If you have the guts, have Wang Ling livestream for the next three days. Otherwise, even if something happens to her, she'll probably deny it."
"Daoist Feng, frankly, I don't think you need to hide anything. I can divine what's on your mind."
"You just can't stand me. My livestreaming has taken too much business away from others in the trade, and fewer people are coming to you for fortune-telling."
"Since you see me as a stepping stone and want to climb over me to get ahead, bring it on!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Lin Fan ended the livestream, giving Daoist Feng no chance to speak.
In a villa on the Northern Continent.
Daoist Feng froze for a moment. He had not expected Lin Fan