"Do you believe in feng shui now?" Peter Brown asked with a smile.
Mansell Thompson's face turned red, and he replied awkwardly, "I didn't really believe in it before, but after what Mr. Wang said today, I have to admit it's hard not to believe!"
"I was just talking nonsense, and you don't have to believe it," Peter really didn't want to get involved in this issue. After all, he wouldn't believe that there was no expert behind the ability to create such a large Feng Shui pattern. Although he wasn't afraid of any experts, Peter preferred to have less trouble rather than more.
At this moment, Mansell's cell phone rang again. He picked up the phone and found out it was from his father.
"Dad, what's up?" Mansell asked.
The two talked for a while, and Mansell ended up telling his father about Peter's situation.
Mansell described the events in detail, recounting everything that had happened since Peter arrived. He didn't avoid talking about it in front of Peter and the others.
