Hearing the danger in Li Xingchen's tone, Mr. Ding felt something flying towards him before he could refute it, a thin piece, about the size of a playing card.

He barely avoided it, but still couldn't stop a strand of hair on his ear from being cut off by this thin piece.

The thin piece shot straight at a handicraft directly behind Mr. Ding, and finally inserted it directly into the handicraft.

At this time, Mr. Ding discovered that this thin piece Hao Ran was the business card he handed to Fu Tingshen.

Mr. Ding had no reaction yet, but the bodyguards standing behind Fu Tingshen cast awe-in-laws at Li Xingchen.

Although the business card is good, it can be seen that the hardness of the paper is slightly higher.

With a gentle move of his wrist, Mr. Ding's hair was cut off a strand, and his business card was also split for a long distance away.

It is not difficult to see from the sound just now and the shape of the craft, that the material of this craft should be metal such as iron or steel.

So how did Young Master Li do it? He made the business card as sharp as a blade. Looking at the business card, the part inserted into the craft was at least one centimeter.

How strong does this have?

The more I thought about it, the more I admire Li Xingchen. If I hadn't considered that I was seeking a crime, I might have surrounded Li Xingchen and asked Li Xingchen to pass on their experiences.

Unlike the admiration of these bodyguards, Mr. Ding's heart had a strong sense of crisis at this moment.

Li Xingchen's words and actions just now clearly conveyed a message to Mr. Ding:

Li Xingchen and him are walking with him.

Not only that, Mr. Ding also clearly realized one thing-

Li Xingchen's ability was far above him, otherwise Li Xingchen would not have been able to ignite the talisman paper in his hand from a distance.

Thinking of this, Mr. Ding looked at Li Xingchen with a look of alertness.

"Look at what I do?" Li Xingchen directly met Mr. Ding's eyes, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"What do you want to do now?" Mr. Ding's shoulder collapsed, and he completely gave up struggling.

"You are quite conscious of the times." Li Xingchen sneered, but he didn't expect Mr. Ding to give up so quickly.

Mr. Ding only glanced at Li Xingchen and said nothing.

With Li Xingchen's ability, all his struggles will be in vain. Since this is the case, it is better to give up directly.

"What do you want them to bring people here?" Seeing what Mr. Ding thoughts, Fu Tingshen directly asked the question he was most concerned about.

What Mr. Ding said last night was clearly to let the little guy disappear from this world.

Mr. Ding did not speak immediately, but only gave the people next to him a gesture, signaling everyone in the room to leave.

After receiving Mr. Ding's instructions, the people did not stop and turned around and went out.

As for Fu Tingshen's people, Mr. Ding consciously refused to command, so he didn't care.

Instead of answering Fu Tingshen’s question directly, he looked at Li Xingchen:

"You have been there at the auction yesterday. I think you must have seen something?"

"If you are talking about your little tricks of watching the air." Li Xingchen raised his chin and gave a positive answer.

"Yes, I have had a little different ability since I was born," he said, Mr. Ding completely gave up his struggle. "He could feel that the breath of everyone has some subtle differences."

"At first, I didn't know what these auras meant, so I could only follow my intuition. Even so, I was always a little lucky than ordinary people. Later, I..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Ding seemed to be scrupulous. He paused for a moment, looked at Li Xingchen again before speaking again:

"I accidentally knew that these different auras I noticed were everyone's fortune. After a period of exploration and experimentation, I found the rules and this ability is gradually improving. Now, I can almost see a change in a person's fortune at a glance."

"What does this have to do with you wanting to tie someone up?" Fu Tingshen heard all these things from Li Xingchen.

"Because I can't see his fortune clearly." The words said before were all for this sentence.

Mr. Ding really wanted Li Xingchen to disappear directly from this world at the beginning.

After all, Fu Tingshen is the person he has ever seen the strongest fortune. If he can be with Fu Tingshen, his fortune will also be affected.

But Li Xingchen's existence was undoubtedly an obstacle to his approach to Fu Tingshen.

In addition, Li Xingchen's attitude towards him on the public market made him regard Li Xingchen as a thorn in his eyes.

However, last night, Mr. Ding called and accidentally mentioned Li Xingchen.

The conversation at that time was like this:

"I heard you fell in love with someone?" asked softly with a slightly old voice on the other side of the phone.

"Yes, he has a strong fortune. He is the person I have seen the strongest fortune so far, but he is a little trouble." Mr. Ding had no intention of hiding it at all.

"Little trouble?" The old voice came again, with a hint of care in his words.

"He has a boyfriend, but the problem is not big. I have asked someone to solve it." Mr. Ding was very careless when he said this, obviously not taking Li Xingchen seriously.

"Since you have a plan, I won't interfere." A little more relief was added to the old voice, as if he didn't think there was anything wrong with Mr. Ding's actions, and even brought such a hint of encouragement.

"Don't worry, but that person is a little strange. I can't see the direction of his fortune." Perhaps he was praised, Mr. Ding's mood improved a lot, and he had the intention to say a few more words, so he raised his mouth.

Who knew that this was the sentence that attracted the interest of people on the other side of the phone:

"Can't see the direction of your fortune clearly?"

"Yes, it looks like a foggy piece and you can't feel anything." Mr. Ding answered without hesitation.

"You just said that you have a plan, what are you going to do?" The person opposite the phone seemed to be thinking about something.

"Just like before, find a mine and throw it away." Mr. Ding can be said to be familiar with such things.

Where is City Y?

The place with the most jadeite produced in China.

Correspondingly, it is also the place with the largest number of jade mines. Which mine has not died in one or two people?

If you throw someone away at that time, it will be said that he was curious and accidentally fell down. Who will go back to pursue the real truth?

"Not appropriate," who knew that he would never argue with Mr. Ding's decision this time raised an objection, "Since you can't see his fortune, it means he is not simple."

"So?" Mr. Ding did not get angry at all, but began to ask for his opinion.

"You should first take the person off and see what is different about him. If you can't see it, bring the person back." The person on the other side of the phone gave the answer directly.

"Okay." Mr. Ding agreed without thinking.

It is also because of this that Mr. Ding changed his order.

After hearing this, a trace of sarcasm appeared on Li Xingchen's face:

Mr. Ding couldn't see his fortune clearly, but the reason was very simple. This was the protection of Master Nanyuan.

Even Fu Tingshen was not completely aware of some things in the National Master's Mansion. For example, after the National Master succeeded, he would engrave his name directly onto a stone tablet in the National Master's Mansion.

If the name is engraved on the stone tablet, it will be protected by the National Teacher's Mansion.

This protective power will not disappear as long as the National Master's Mansion is not destroyed and one person in the mansion remains.

Li Xingchen is still there, and the power of protection naturally exists. This protection can not only block others from exploring their fortunes, but also not easily see their fate.

"The person who stops you should be your master, right?" Li Xingchen could know the answer without thinking too much.

"How do you know..." Mr. Ding asked subconsciously, but when he was halfway through his words, he realized something and quickly shut up.

But his surprised expression and the half sentence he blurted out just now were enough to explain the answer.

"What you said to have learned about experience should be that you have learned some skills from your master, right?" Li Xingchen continued to ask.

People who have been very cooperative since the beginning, but now they keep silent.

"Who is your master?" Fu Tingshen's brows slightly closed and asked the question he was most concerned about.

I also got a silence.

No matter how Fu Tingshen and Li Xingchen asked next, Mr. Ding was unwilling to reveal any information about his master.

He didn't speak, and Li Xingchen was not in a hurry at all, and only raised another doubt in his heart:

"I heard from them that all the jade you opened were kept by yourself. Your house is not big, so you should not be able to put it down, right? So all these jades should be sent to your master, right?"

Mr. Ding’s current residence is not small, a small second-floor villa, but compared to the wool that Mr. Ding bought for more than a year, it is a bit worth mentioning.

Mr. Ding still didn't want to say a word about Li Xingchen's question.

But sometimes, silence is the best answer.

For example, Mr. Ding now, if the wool materials have nothing to do with his "master", he would definitely refute directly now.

"If you do this, I'm really interested in your master."

Li Xingchen said to Mr. Ding like a joke, but there was no smile in his eyes, but instead it was cold.

Not only Li Xingchen, but also Fu Tingshen.

Because from Mr. Ding’s description, it is not difficult to hear that his master is very interested in Li Xingchen.

"It seems that Mr. Ding is determined to say it?"

This time, there was a hint of threat in Li Xingchen's tone.
To be continued...