Su Meng took a step back and leaned on the bed. She smiled at the priest without saying a word.
The Taoist priest was getting more nervous and scared by her stare. Even if he was not looking at Su Meng, he could feel her scrutinizing gaze. In the end, he couldn't take it anymore. Under the pressure of Wei Ting, he decided to admit his mistake immediately and then beg for Su Meng's forgiveness.
"I'm sorry, little girl. I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. Didn't you say you're a feng shui master? That's too much of a coincidence, we're in the same profession, so please let me go." The reason why the Taoist priest begged Su Meng to let him go was mainly because he could tell that Wei Ting was listening to Su Meng.
"How about this? I don't want to be regarded as a fox exploiting the tiger's might. Let's have a competition. If you win, we'll let you go." Su Meng knew that the Taoist was only apologizing to her because he was afraid of Wei Ting.
