Looking at Old Li lying in a pool of blood.
Fatty Qian was so frightened that his whole body shuddered, his chubby face trembling constantly, his eyes filled with horror.
As he thought to step out of the Rare Treasures Pavilion to check on Old Li's situation.
Shen Feng said indifferently, "If you also wish to die, then by all means, step out."
Fatty Qian hurriedly retracted the foot he had stepped out, swallowing saliva nonstop in his throat, not knowing how to describe his feelings at that moment!
Shen Feng had just said that Old Li would meet with an accident and die if he stepped out of the Rare Treasures Pavilion, and before even two minutes had passed, he was struck in the head by a flowerpot? This was too eerie.
The shopkeeper from the antique shop next door to the Rare Treasures Pavilion quickly came out, taking out his cellphone to dial for emergency services.
Shen Feng walked over to Old Li, feeling clearly that the man had completely stopped breathing.
