The Feng Shui Master

Are these people gods or demons? They've all come to the graveyard. The author is hilarious.

Is it necessary to put on a two-faced act in public and in private? Or would it be better to be more authentic and closer to real life?

It's like watching a children's TV show; we can't be too gullible towards the audience.

Your novel is so long-winded, is it just to reach the word count?

Despite all the comparisons, he's really just a noob, and kind of disgusting.

After reading 99 chapters, it felt like reading a romance novel.

The book is alright, but the male narrator's voice is really terrible, even worse than the announcer from the Jiangnan Leather Factory.

The story itself is alright, I guess! But I came here for the feng shui master's training process and the knowledge points. Clearly, I didn't find what I was looking for in the book; it really can only be read as a novel where the male protagonist gains superhuman abilities in the blink of an eye.

The protagonist is utterly useless. Halfway through the series, he's completely incompetent, unable to do anything for his older brother. The female lead's existence is also pointless.

The protagonist seems utterly useless, possessing some kind of extraordinary luck, yet everyone around him is harmed, he's a jinx in love, and he can only save his own life.