Full-time King

Chapter 2206 The Chilling Truth (Part )

Uncle Li remained silent for a long time, standing on the busy street, giving people the illusion that he was bored. It was obvious that the truth had dealt him a huge blow.

"No, Lao Yan wouldn't lie to me. He knows that I'm the owner of a martial arts school. Isn't he afraid that I'll know the truth and do something irrational in anger? He's one of my few friends!"

As he was thinking, perhaps for some reason, Uncle Li actually convinced himself and looked at Ling Feng with hope.

Ling Feng couldn't bear to break Master Li's fantasy, so he said to him softly, "Master, maybe my guess is wrong."

"Yes, you must have guessed wrong. You have to apologize to Old Yan. After all, you are the young master. It's not right. If I apologize directly, I don't think you will be convinced. Let's follow your method and go to the roof to listen to what they have to say."

After Uncle Li finished saying this, he hurriedly walked towards the back of Huibao Pavilion.

Without anyone noticing, Master Li climbed up to the top of this ancient-style building in no time, like a nimble monkey. It was hard to tell at all that Master Li was already a man in his fifties.

"Linlin, please don't make any noise for a while, okay?"

As Ling Feng said this, his movements were just as neat and nimble. He just lightly stepped on the ground with his hands and landed on the roof silently.

Both of them were very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, and they heard the conversation clearly.

"Uncle, your method really works."

The slightly smug voice of the guy who had been timid just now came from inside, along with the sound of water pouring.

"Hey, you little bastard, this is top-grade tea worth more than a thousand dollars. It's a waste to let you drink it." Lao Yan's voice came over. Although it sounded like a reprimand, he couldn't hide the faint smile in his eyes.

Ling Feng looked at Uncle Li with some sympathy. Just based on these two sentences, he could tell that his guess was correct.

Uncle Li was no fool. Veins on his forehead bulged, but he forced himself to continue listening.

"Uncle, how can there be such a stupid person? For a fine piece of porcelain from a Qing Dynasty folk kiln worth less than 100,000 yuan, he was willing to accept a loss of 1 million yuan. He didn't even bother to find a porcelain expert to have it appraised properly." The clerk's voice was still full of emotion.

"You don't understand this. Friendship, this is the power of friendship. I asked for 1.5 million, and it's 1.5 million. The highest level of deceiving people is that you deceive them and they still have to thank you. Didn't you see that Lao Li begged for you before he left?"

Old Yan said this proudly and took a sip of tea happily. He felt that today's tea was particularly sweet.

"Uncle, this old guy is really rich. Why did you give him half a million just now? If it were me, I would definitely ask for a high price. I think this old guy wouldn't even frown even if he gave me two million. Uncle, you promised me one hundred thousand."

There was envy in the guy's tone, and he asked for a kickback.

"Why are you in such a hurry? If I have time to withdraw the money, I will give it to you. How can I miss yours? You are so confused. Although this old guy is easy to deceive, he is not the ignorant one anymore. You need to have a good reason to make a long-term profit. Do you know how much money I got from him?"

Old Yan extended his hand mysteriously.

"Five million?" the young man exclaimed, obviously in disbelief.

"Of course, otherwise with his financial resources, it is impossible for him to buy fakes every time. Fakes are good. Fakes are the real no-cost business!"

Old Yan crossed his legs and spoke leisurely.

At this time, Uncle Li couldn't bear it any longer. He exerted force with his feet, and with a plop, a big hole immediately appeared on the roof!

Uncle Master Li appeared in front of Lao Yan with red eyes, staring at him intently.

Ling Feng sighed, and also exerted force on his feet, appearing in front of the two people. He glanced at them and laughed: "Uncle Master, it saves us a lot of trouble. He actually closed the door early."

"Save... hum..."

The guy looked at the two people falling from the sky and subconsciously opened his mouth to shout, but just as he opened his mouth, Ling Feng moved his feet and the broken wood chips hit all over his body, forcing him to hold back the rest of his words.

He looked extremely miserable, with a dozen sawdust stuck in his body, which was oozing blood. His whole body was twisted in agony, but he could only make groaning sounds.

"Old Li, listen to me..."

Old Yan panicked and stood up trembling.

Uncle Li took a deep breath and his expression calmed down: "Well, go ahead!"

An imperceptible hint of joy flashed across Old Yan's eyes, and he immediately opened his mouth and said, "I have my reasons. You have met my daughter, she has leukemia, and it costs a lot of money. I simply cannot support the antique shop business, so I am targeting you."

Old Yan spoke a little haltingly at first, but as he went on, he spoke more fluently.

Ling Feng chuckled and looked at him mockingly: "I never thought there would be such a father in the world. He actually cursed his daughter to get leukemia just to get himself out of trouble."

Linlin whispered, "Dad, I told you he's not a good person."

"Yes, yes, our Linlin is the smartest. Linlin, be good, close your eyes and don't look."

Uncle Li looked at Lao Yan and suddenly sighed: "Lao Yan, we have known each other for five years, and you know my character very well. You are wrong. The fact that I am standing here today means that I am absolutely sure. Just now, if you had admitted that money can make people happy, the most I could do was to recover the money I lost, and from now on I would never have anything to do with you again. But..."

When it came to the word "but", Uncle Li's tone had become grim.

"I'll pay you back...right away, Lao Li, I..."

Old Yan seemed to have noticed something, and staggered to the side of the computer. These days, computers are undoubtedly very convenient for large-scale transfers, and even antique shops are no exception.

"Of course you have to pay back the money. I don't owe you anything."

There was a deep sense of loss in Uncle Li's tone as he spoke each word with emphasis.

Ling Feng was very clear that Uncle Li had already developed murderous intentions.

As the saying goes, when a common man gets angry, blood will splatter five steps away. People who practice martial arts have always been clear about gratitude and resentment. Lao Yan's behavior has really violated Uncle Li's bottom line, and Uncle Li's reaction is normal.

But Old Yan himself didn't know this. He opened the computer tremblingly and entered the password several times, but none of them were correct.