TDDDMFM Chapter 17: Antique Street, Ghost Market

After making a phone call, Yan Shikai readily agreed to help and promised to inform Zhou Xiaobei immediately if there was any news.

Zhou Xiaobei felt relieved.

That old man, aside from other things, was truly righteous. Compared to some people, he was incomparable.

With one worry off his mind, Zhou Xiaobei decided not to rush his cultivation. Instead, he took a refreshing shower in the bathroom and then went to bed.

The night passed without incident. In the morning at eight o'clock,

Zhou Xiaobei had just woken up when his phone, placed on the bedside table, started ringing.

"Hello, who's calling?"

"It's Yan Bingxue. Are you awake? Get ready, I'll be there to pick you up."

Yan Bingxue said on the phone.

As soon as Zhou Xiaobei heard that it was Yan Bingxue looking for him, he no longer felt sleepy.

He got up, freshened up, changed into cleaner clothes, and went out. Just as he stepped out of the hotel, he saw a black Mercedes-Benz parked at the hotel entrance.

The one driving was Yan Bingxue.

Miss Yan was dressed quite coolly today, wearing a lace camisole that revealed her snow-white shoulders, and a pair of especially short denim shorts that exposed her fair and long legs.

Youthful and beautiful, she was incomparably stunning.

Fortunately, Zhou Xiaobei had spent every day with five peerless beautiful master sisters, so he had some resistance to beautiful women. After just a casual glance at her legs, he opened the door and got into the car.

"So this is the legendary big Benz. It really is extraordinary, much more comfortable than the four-wheelers in the village!" Zhou Xiaobei was like a country bumpkin entering the city, sitting in the Mercedes-Benz, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he looked around.

Yan Bingxue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Be honest and fasten your seatbelt."

"Okay!"

Zhou Xiaobei obediently fastened his seatbelt. "Miss Yan, where are you taking me?"

Yan Bingxue said expressionlessly, "My grandfather wants me to take you around and familiarize you with Fragrant City."

Yan Bingxue's face was cold, looking somewhat unhappy.

If it weren't for her grandfather's orders to interact more with Zhou Xiaobei, she wouldn't even bother with him. Thinking of how this guy had hugged her proudly last night, Yan Bingxue felt annoyed.

"Hey buddy." At that moment, a head suddenly popped out from the back seat of the car, grinning at Zhou Xiaobei and making a scissor gesture.

He looked incredibly foolish!

This sudden appearance almost scared Zhou Xiaobei to death.

In reflex, he threw a punch.

Bang!

"Ah!"

Instantly, the man in the back seat was punched by Zhou Xiaobei, his eyes swollen like a panda's. And that wasn't all, Zhou Xiaobei swiftly grabbed him by the collar and pulled him to the front.

"Speak, who are you?"

Zhou Xiaobei looked at the man in his hand with a stern expression.

This guy was about twenty years old, still quite handsome (if you ignore the panda eyes on his face), with a trendy undercut hairstyle. He was wearing a Paolo shirt and a pair of jeans with holes in them.

He was actually a pampered young man.

"Mercy, sir! My name is Bei Xiaoshuai, I'm Miss Yan's younger brother."

Bei Xiaoshuai pleaded for mercy.

Zhou Xiaobei turned to Yan Bingxue, and Yan Bingxue nodded, saying, "Bei Xiaoshuai is my distant cousin, a unique character."

While Bei Xiaoshuai was pinched in Zhou Xiaobei's hand, Yan Bingxue remained unperturbed, quietly driving her car.

"Damn, he's one of us!"

Hastily releasing Bei Xiaoshuai, Zhou Xiaobei then patted him on the head, saying, "Even if he's one of us, scaring people in broad daylight isn't acceptable. Look at how scared you've made your brother, he almost had a heart attack."

Bei Xiaoshuai looked aggrieved.

This guy almost blinded him with a punch, and now he's turning the tables?

Who is this guy, a professional scam artist?

Gripping the steering wheel steadily, Yan Bingxue asked, "I heard you had another conflict with Dong Tianming and Shen Yue's group yesterday, and you even beat up Qin Yumen?"

Zhou Xiaobei replied, "You found out... Yes, I did beat him up. It was mainly because that shameless guy had no martial ethics, and refused to acknowledge his defeat in gambling. So I intervened to teach him a lesson on behalf of his parents."

"Good job. I can't stand those rich second-generation bullies who abuse their power."

Bei Xiaoshuai once again stuck his head into the front row (still sporting panda eyes!).

Yan Bingxue scolded impatiently, "Bei Xiaoshuai, can you please behave yourself and drive? Do you want to die? I haven't had enough of life yet!"

"Don't be mad, sis, don't be mad!"

Bei Xiaoshuai chuckled awkwardly, looking at Zhou Xiaobei with admiration, "Bro, you're really awesome. I heard you single-handedly took down the four bodyguards of Qin Yumen in one round... Bro, do you know martial arts?"

Zhou Xiaobei laughed, "It's not that I'm awesome, it's just that those people are too useless!"

"Bro, that's so badass. Just because of that line, you're now my brother!"

Bei Xiaoshuai's eyes sparkled with admiration.

Yan Bingxue, not as carefree as Bei Xiaoshuai, said solemnly, "The Qin Family's power in Fragrant City is formidable. Even our Yan Family has to be cautious of them. You've beaten up the Qin Family's young master, and they won't just let it go. I advise you to be careful recently. How about I arrange a few bodyguards for you?"

"No need!"

Zhou Xiaobei waved his hand decisively.

Forget about the Qin Family, even if it's the King of Heaven, he wouldn't fear them. In his dictionary, there's no word for fear.

If they don't come for revenge, then fine. But if they do...

They'll all kneel down and sing for mercy!

"Suit yourself!"

Yan Bingxue didn't insist.

The car slowly entered the old city area. The development here was not as good as the new city area, and the roads were crowded. Yan Bingxue had to slow down the car. Thirty minutes later, they finally arrived at Antique Street.

"What's this?"

Zhou Xiaobei looked around at the ancient and bustling street, his face full of curiosity.

Bei Xiaoshuai hugged Zhou Xiaobei's shoulder and laughed, "Xiaobei bro, this is Ghost Market, one of the liveliest places in our Fragrant City. You've heard of antiques, right? Well, this is where they're bought and sold. But there are really few genuine ones, and fakes are more common. Of course, there are some lucky finds too, earning tens of thousands in one go. Tsk tsk, that's some insane luck!"

Bei Xiaoshuai spoke with clicking sounds in his mouth, full of envy.

Yan Bingxue rolled her eyes at him and poured a bucket of cold water, saying, "Where's the luck in finding treasures? Nowadays, fake antiques are almost indistinguishable from real ones. The antique market rose to prominence in the 1990s, and now it's been two or three decades. The good stuff has long been picked up by others. If you rashly dive into it now, you might end up losing even your underwear."

Hearing this, Bei Xiaoshuai felt unconvinced.

"Sis, I can't agree with that. Our country has a history of five thousand years, and there's an endless supply of treasures. Even if it's been thirty years, let alone three hundred, I doubt you could explore all of it!"


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