Urban Supreme Medical Saint-Chapter 17 - Smashing the Town’s Treasure!

17: Chapter 17 Smashing the Town’s Treasure!

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17 -17 Smashing the Town’s Treasure!

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“Grandfather Mao, this is my friend, Ren Feifan.

Recently, he’s taken an interest in antiques, so I brought him here to have a look.

Your Treasure Tower is quite famous in the antique street.

If I didn’t bring him here, I really can’t think of a better place.”

Grandfather Mao was pleased with the flattery, claimed, “You’ve always been a sweet talker since you were little, and you still are.

For the sake of your sweet words, if your friend finds something he likes today, I’ll give it to him at cost price!”

“Thank you, Grandfather Mao!”

Cui Ying was deep in a pleasant conversation with the old man, while Ren Feifan had already started looking around.

Although there were all sorts of treasures and jade around him, Ren Feifan could not find any that could absorb spiritual energy. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

“Was that previous incident just an accident?” Ren Feifan shook his head in frustration, feeling a little too eager himself.

All this was noticed by Storekeeper Mao, who immediately became upset.

Every day, hundreds of people would visit the Treasure Pavilion, and nearly everyone would be careful as they admired the goods.

Who would sigh and shake their heads here?

It seemed to Storekeeper Mao that the precious items in his shop did not catch this young man’s fancy.

“Young man, you’re shaking your head and sighing.

Don’t tell me that the treasures in my shop don’t appeal to a connoisseur like you?”

Although Storekeeper Mao had a good relationship with Cui Ying, he was notorious for protecting his treasures, and anyone who disparaged them would become his enemy; now, he was visibly displeased.

Old timers in the antique market all called him Mao Wangu, or Stubborn Mao.

Upon hearing this, Cui Ying immediately tried to smooth things over, saying, “Grandfather Mao, my friend is a bit naive and inexperienced, please don’t mind him.”

Then, she tugged at Ren Feifan, whispering,

“Ren Feifan, don’t act like this.

Grandfather Mao is a reputable figure on Antique Street, known for his sharp eyes and accurate judgments on antiques.

Everyone who comes in usually addresses him as Master Mao.”

Ren Feifan frowned, still preoccupied with the Energy Baryte.

He just answered Cui Ying with disappointment, “Let’s go, there’s nothing I’m interested in here.”

Just now, Ren Feifan had been carefully examining the items in the shop, only to find quite few of them to be replicas of true antiques.

For instance, the jade basin was labeled as from the thirteenth year of the Great Tang Dynasty, but there was a small carved inscription inside the basin.

“Late Qing Ghost Hand”

This discrepancy was not minor; it was obviously a counterfeit.

Besides, the counterfeits in the shop were not just one or two items.

But that all was not important.

What mattered was that Ren Feifan had not found anything from which he could extract energy.

But as soon as he said this, the faces of both Cui Ying and Mao Wangu darkened.

Mao Wangu’s old face flushed from red to pale blue, his neck bulging as though it was about to explode.

“You little punk, say that again.

You don’t fancy anything in my shop?

If it wasn’t for Cui Ying bringing you here, you wouldn’t be able to step out of my door today!”

Cui Ying, knowing Storekeeper Mao’s temper, tried to mediate: “Grandfather Mao…”

“Cui, don’t try to interfere.

I’ve been patient, but this darned kid is ungrateful.

Who on Antique Street doesn’t know the value of the items in my Treasure Pavilion…

Your friend sure is arrogant, saying he doesn’t fancy anything!”

Only then did Ren Feifan realize that he had unintentionally offended the old man while he was immersed in his search for energy.

“Grandfather Mao, I don’t really understand antiques.

I was just talking nonsense.” Ren Feifan started to explain awkwardly.

“Kid, your tone just now was not like this.

Your meaning was that I have fake goods here.

Today, if you can find one fake item, I, Mao Tianqin, will let you go and I will even call you a friend!

If you can’t find one…”

Storekeeper Mao had no intention of letting Ren Feifan off easily.

When it came to antiques, he was more serious than anyone else!

Ren Feifan was at a loss for words now.

Was this old man really so petty?

It was just a casual comment.

Was it necessary to make such a fuss?

It was as if he had served his face up to be smacked by Ren Feifan.

Cui Ying didn’t see things that way.

Ren Feifan might not be aware of Storekeeper Mao’s temper, but she definitely was!

Not only did Storekeeper Mao have a horrible temper, but he was also a figure no one in Lin City dared to offend.

Ren Feifan really was something.

Every time she took him out, he seemed to end up provoking someone important.

Firstly, he offended Xu Guosheng.

Finally, after stepping out of that mess, he managed to offend the notoriously bad-tempered Stubborn Mao!

What a headache!

But what made Cui a bigger headache happened in the very next moment.

With a “poof!” sound,

A jade basin was suddenly smashed to the ground!

Cui Ying’s mouth went agape as she saw the shards scattered all over the floor, and she looked at Ren Feifan as if she had seen a ghost!

The conflict hadn’t even been resolved yet!

Ren Feifan had actually smashed Mao Wangu’s favorite Tang Dynasty Jade Basin!

Oh my god!

There was originally still a chance for reconciliation!

With this smash, it was as if he was trying to drive Mao Wangu absolutely insane!

As expected!

A shadow passed over Mao Wangu’s face, his body trembling slightly, as if he was about to explode any second!

Mao Wangu may have retired from the underworld, but who didn’t know about his past, cutting down countless enforcers with his knife when he was young!

Decades had passed, and he no longer wanted to meddle in underworld affairs, focusing instead on his collection.

But no one had ever dared to smash his possessions!

And to do it right to his face too!

“Well, old man, remember you said it yourself.

See, this jade basin is a fake!”

Ren Feifan bent down slowly and picked a shard from many pieces, speaking casually.

Huh?

A fake?

Cui Ying was completely dumbfounded.

Could this item really be a fake?

Could Mao Wangu be wrong?

“You’re spouting nonsense!

Do you know how much I paid for this jade basin?

1.5 million!

Although it’s not the treasure of my store, this jade basin is definitely worth more than 8 million now…”

Mao Wangu’s words came to an abrupt halt!

Because he saw four extremely minute characters!

Late Qing!

Ghost Hand!

Mao Wangu snatched the shard from Ren Feifan’s hand disregarding Cui Ying and Ren Feifan’s incredulous looks.

He pulled out a magnifying glass right away from his pocket and started examining it carefully.

Gradually, his face turned from ruddy to pale and then to black!

After a long time, Mao Wangu exhaled a long sigh, raised his head, and looked at Ren Feifan with mixed emotions.

He had made a misjudgment!

Just who is this kid?

Could he be the successor to a great antique appraiser?

So young, yet with such confident appraisal skills!

When did such a person appear in Lin City?

Seeing Mao Wangu looking at Ren Feifan in this way, Cui Ying felt a sudden chill in her heart.

She quickly apologized: “Grandfather Mao, things are not what you think.

Ren Feifan doesn’t understand anything!

He…”

“Young man, it’s my mistake.

If it wasn’t for you, I would still be fooled.

I’m getting old, truly useless!”

Mao Wangu firmly accepted his defeat.

In a few minutes into his visit, Ren Feifan found a flaw that he couldn’t find for over a decade.

With such experience and ability, he deserved his respect.

Ren Feifan hastily waved his hand, saying: “I’m just a blind cat who bumped into a dead mouse.

It’s all luck, just luck!”

Now it was Cui Ying’s turn to be amazed!

Was this still the Mao Wangu she knew?

Actually bowing his head to a young man?

Was this Ren Feifan?

The same guy who couldn’t pay his rent and acted so lewdly?

He smashed someone else’s treasure, and the person who was smashed actually apologized; what on earth was this logic?