In the back garden of Linghua Temple, an old man with white beard and green clothes sat under the octagonal pavilion.
Hearing footsteps, he went in the direction of the sound and his sight quickly fell on Su Ningjie, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This kid shouldn't be here!
He should have died early.
Master Ci'en looked again and suddenly understood.
He has such a fate only because he has a noble person by his side.
"Master Ci'en?" Meng Wei saw Master Ci'en staring at Su Ningjie and spoke in time.
"Mrs. Meng, it's been many years since we last met. Do you have two more great-grandchildren?"
Mrs. Meng Wei came forward with her two children. "I only have one little great-grandson now. This is Lu Hanyu, the eldest grandson of the Lu family. Look at him, isn't he extremely wealthy?"
Master Ci'en smiled and said, "This child is surrounded by noble people and will be extremely wealthy in the future."
Mrs. Meng Wei nodded and said, "Master, you are right. This child will have great wealth and honor waiting for him. Take a look at my great-grandson Meng Yunqian."
Master Ci'en carefully examined Meng Yunqian's face and frowned slightly.
"Mrs. Meng, how old is this child?"
"Four years old."
Then Meng Wei handed over Meng Yunqian's birth date and horoscope.
Master Ci'en looked at the birth date on the paper and then glanced at Meng Yunqian's face.
"Mrs. Meng, judging by the birth date and horoscope, this child has an excellent destiny and is extremely valuable, but..."
"Qian'er, take your brother Hanyu to the bamboo forest for a walk."
After sending the two away, Meng Wei said, "Master Ci'en, there's no one here right now. You can speak freely."
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