Seeing this, Lin Yang curled his lips. Could such a little trick fool him?

She simply turned to the side to dodge the man's attack.

The man, however, refused to give up.

"Hand it over, or don't blame us for being impolite."

us?

Looks like they brought reinforcements. What a blatant case of outnumbering the weak.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of bodyguard-like people appeared at the alley entrance.

They rushed towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang didn't hold back and kicked the man in the groin.

The other guarded the fan, and flung a silver needle at one of the bodyguards.

The bodyguard was hit by a needle and fell to the ground.

The man looked at Lin Yang in shock, "How is this possible? How could you..."

I thought Lin Yang was just an ordinary person, but I didn't expect that he was not only skilled in martial arts, but also knew how to use needles.

Well, it depends on the person and the timing. In this situation, it's time to back down.

The man immediately softened his stance, saying, "Give me the fan, and I can give you money."

Pay me?

Isn't it too late to talk about money now?

Lin Yang smiled and said slowly, "It's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yang's hands didn't stop moving in the slightest.

Although the men had a numerical advantage, they were completely unable to withstand Lin Yang's attacks.

The group fought and retreated, and were soon forced out of the alley.

The man, unwilling to give up, took one last look at Lin Yang.

"Let's retreat."

She watched the man leave.

Lin Yang's gaze returned to the fan.

This fan seems to be something special.

While thinking about it, Lin Yang contacted an antique appraiser he knew before.

When the other party heard that he had some treasures and wanted him to help appraise them, he readily agreed.

"It's actually an original work by that master!"

The old appraiser held a fan in one hand and a magnifying glass in the other, carefully examining the fan that Lin Yang had brought. After a long while, he exclaimed in surprise.

Although he knew long ago that the fan might be extraordinary, Lin Yang's skill in painting was not profound.

Even if you know this fan is extraordinary, you still wouldn't recognize it.

Seeing that Lin Yang didn't know, the old man explained to him.

"This fan was made by a master from the Qing Dynasty. That master only painted ten paintings in his entire life."

"Eight of them were presented to the emperor at the time, and of the remaining two, one was presented to my father-in-law, and the other is the fan surface of this fan."

"I still remember that after he finished painting the fan and gave it to his friend, countless princes and nobles flocked to his friend's door, just to get a fan worth a thousand gold pieces."

"His friend didn't sell it in the end, but carefully kept it, thinking that it was gone forever."

"But I never expected that you would snag a bargain for just over two hundred."

"His paintings are priceless and unavailable even on today's market."

"The market price is also in the tens of millions."

The old man spoke while gently stroking the fan, his face filled with reverence.

Lin Yang understood; no wonder those people would directly rob someone in the middle of the city.

They probably already knew this fan was extraordinary.

"Dr. Lin, would you be willing to part with this precious item?"

"I'm willing to pay 100 million to buy this fan."

The old man said he was reluctant to let go.

Lin Yang smiled and shook his head: "Thank you for liking it, sir. But I plan to give this fan to the father of one of my friends as a birthday gift."

The old man knew there was no hope when he heard this, so he could only shake his head and sigh, reluctantly returning the fan to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang carefully put the fan away and returned to the hospital.

Three days later, the old man's birthday arrived.

Lin Yang had prepared his suit well in advance.

Although he personally doesn't like wearing suits, it would be somewhat impolite not to wear one on such an occasion.

The veteran's birthday banquet was held in a hotel that appeared low-key but was actually quite well-decorated.

The hotel's exterior appears unremarkable at first glance, but in fact, the entire exterior is carved from Phoebe zhennan wood.

The door handles are made of pure gold.

Lin Yang arrived quite late.

Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lin Yang.

"I almost thought you weren't coming."

Lin Yang smiled and said, "How could I not attend the old man's birthday banquet?"

Lin Yang looked around as he spoke.

"Where is the old man?"

"My father is inside receiving old friends he knew before."

Xiaoya said with a smile.

Lin Yang nodded.

A few more people came in shortly afterward.

Xiaoya quickly stepped forward to greet him, which left her no time to greet Lin Yang.

Xiaoya was somewhat embarrassed.

Lin Yang didn't mind.

"It's alright, you can go and do your thing."

Lin Yang said as he walked inside.

Along the way, Lin Yang saw many familiar figures.

Even if the identity of the veteran hero was not revealed, he was not an ordinary person.

In just a short while, Lin Yang saw three or four well-known local tycoons.

There were also many socialites and young men that Lin Yang recognized but couldn't identify.

Compared to these wealthy socialites, Lin Yang seemed somewhat out of place.

Fortunately, Lin Yang didn't care about these things.

"Brother Lin! Over here!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Lin Yang looked in the direction of the voice; it was A Fei.

“I knew you would come, so I asked my dad to let me come too.”

Afei gave Lin Yang a smug smile.

"Long time no see, you've gotten even more handsome."

Lin Yang smiled and patted A Fei on the shoulder.

Ah Fei chuckled: "Not as good as Brother Lin~"

While the two were chatting and laughing, everyone at the banquet finally arrived.

The veteran hero slowly descended from upstairs and thanked everyone.

Everyone offered their congratulations.

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