Upon hearing Wu Yueheng's words, Zhan Tianfeng's face showed a look of understanding.
The incident in Huangyun Street caused quite a stir, and almost everyone on Linghuang Island had heard about it. They heard that three kind-hearted philanthropists had suddenly appeared in Huangyun Street, the only poor area on Linghuang Island, and were even distributing spirit stones to people for free.
Many people also know that Wang Tianjing was killed.
After all, quite a few people followed Ye Feng to Jingchen Pharmacy that day, so the matter could not be kept secret and had already spread.
Zhan Tianfeng knew everything about this matter, even some of the smallest details.
For example, Ye Feng initially went to Huangyun Street because of that poor woman named Nie Xiaolan.
Even Wu Yueheng probably doesn't know this.
"Oh, I see. Well... to be honest, I couldn't help with the first few rounds of the tournament because the draws were done in front of everyone, and I couldn't make any decisions about them."
"I can only intervene in the last two or three rounds of the competition. Because the last two or three rounds of the competition are personally designated by our Martial Alliance."
Zhan Tianfeng said tactfully, with a troubled look on his face.
Wu Yueheng waved his hand and said, "Then, Brother Zhan, please lend a hand in secret during the last few rounds. If that doesn't work, then I'll just have to wait until after the martial arts competition to find an opportunity myself."
"Very good, very good. Brother Wu, I am very pleased that you are so understanding."
Zhan Tianfeng picked up the tea in front of him and said, "In that case, let's use tea instead of wine to celebrate."
After leaving the central square, Ye Feng, Jiang Lingxuan, and Sun Muqing strolled around the central street of Linghuang City.
Ye Feng, Jiang Lingxuan, and Sun Muqing looked at each shop one by one.
Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing didn't buy anything; they just looked around, which is what people often call "enjoying the view."
"If you really see something you like, you can buy it without hesitation," Ye Feng said with a smile.
"So generous! Then we won't stand on ceremony," Jiang Lingxuan said with a smile.
Ahead was an antique shop. Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing, holding Ye Feng's hand, strode into the antique shop.
The antique shop was filled with wooden shelves, which were covered in a layer of dust, whether intentionally or due to lack of regular cleaning.
In other stores, dusty shelves would definitely make customers unhappy.
But antique shops are different.
The shelves were dusty, and even the antiques on them were covered in a layer of dust, which only made them look older, as if they had been passed down from ancient times.
"What's this?"
As Jiang Lingxuan spoke, she took a crystal-clear bead off the shelf.
An elderly manager with a goatee immediately strode over and introduced the bead with a smile, "This young lady has a truly discerning eye. This bead is a treasure that appeared on Linghuang Island six hundred years ago..."
The old steward launched into a long, rambling monologue, leaving Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing completely bewildered.
Although the old steward boasted that the bead was extremely rare, they knew it was definitely not a rare item.
If it were truly some rare and precious treasure, how could it be displayed in this seemingly unremarkable antique shop, gathering dust on the shelves?
"Just tell me how much it costs?" Jiang Lingxuan asked with a smile.
"Young lady, our shop only accepts spirit stones for payment," the old manager said arrogantly.
"The money I'm referring to is spirit stones," Jiang Lingxuan said without any politeness.
The old steward raised his right hand, held up three fingers, and said, "Three hundred spirit stones?"
"Three hundred low-grade spirit stones?" Jiang Lingxuan asked tentatively.
"Top grade."
The old steward raised his chin and said.
"Damn it, why don't you just rob it!" Jiang Lingxuan shouted.
Three hundred high-grade spirit stones is equivalent to thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones.
Who would be out of their mind to spend 30,000 low-grade spirit stones on something that might not even be useful?
Ye Feng wore a smile on his face, knowing full well the ins and outs of this antique shop.
Antique shops typically don't open for six months at a time, but when they do, they make enough to last them for six months. If they find a lucky customer, they can guarantee a year's worth of revenue.
So it's not surprising that the price is high.
Sun Muqing, meanwhile, covered her mouth and chuckled, her face full of teasing.
"Never mind, Lingxuan, put this down and let's go to another store. This store doesn't seem to have anything good, yet it has such a big display, and the prices are ridiculously high..." Sun Muqing tugged at Jiang Lingxuan's sleeve.
Jiang Lingxuan nodded, put down the beads in her hand, and prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, the old steward got angry.
"Please wait!" the old steward said emphatically.
"What, are you trying to force me to buy or sell?" Jiang Lingxuan turned to look at him.
The old manager said coldly, "How dare you say that our Hongyin Antique Shop has no good stuff? You really don't know your place! How could our Hongyin Antique Shop not have good stuff? We just don't show it to people like you who have no discernment!"
The old steward had just praised Jiang Lingxuan for her good judgment, but now he's turned on her and immediately said that she has no sense of right and wrong.
This change of heart is faster than turning the pages of a book.
However, Jiang Lingxuan didn't pay attention to this small detail; she was only curious about the good stuff the old steward had mentioned.
Could it be that this antique shop really has some hidden gems?
Jiang Lingxuan then deliberately provoked her: "Is it real, or are you just bragging? If you're so capable, show it to us. If we can't afford it, you can just put it back. Your store won't suffer any loss anyway."
Perhaps finding Jiang Lingxuan's words reasonable, the old steward actually followed her lead and continued speaking.
"Alright, then I'll bring out some of the best stuff from our store and show it to you, so you can broaden your horizons!"
After the old manager finished speaking, he beckoned a waiter over and whispered a few words to him.
The shop assistant asked in surprise, "Manager Zhao, are you really going to take that thing out?"
"Stop talking nonsense, just do as I say. Do you think they can steal it?" Manager Zhao said, puffing out his beard and glaring, and pulled out a key and stuffed it into the employee's hand.
"Alright, I'll go."
The man took the keys and walked towards the back.
Manager Zhao turned to look at Jiang Lingxuan, Sun Muqing, and Ye Feng, and snorted coldly, saying, "Just wait, you're about to have your eyes opened!"
The conversation was overheard by the other customers in the antique shop.
So they all gathered around out of curiosity, and started discussing it amongst themselves.
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