Invincible Connoisseur

"You old b*st*rd. You broke my magic weapon! Give me twenty thousand or you'll live in hell!"

"Come on buddy. I-I'm out of money. I cannot afford twenty thousand. Can I just sign a debt bill? Please show mercy."

...

A magic weapon?

Wang Ke frowned. He stopped walking to work and looked at the crowds beside him.

There was a brutal-looking man with tattoos staring at an old man fiercely, the old man slumping on the ground spread with chinaware pieces.

The old man was afflicted with helplessness, about to cry.

Looking at the old man with his tattered clothes, the brunet skin, bony hands and feet, and wrinkled face, Wang Ke frowned even more.

An old man should not be treated like that even if he broke the chinaware!

"I'm not your buddy. Not old like you! Give me the money now. I saw the money in your rag bag. Don't fool me! You old b*st*rd, hurry up!"

The tattooed guy said with no patience.

"It's the tuition fee for my grandson. I'm counting on that. You cannot take it away! Please show mercy. I'll sign a debt bill and I promise to give the money to you afterwards!"

The old man grasped his greasy bag tightly, which could not be shabbier. He held it cautiously as holding his own life.

"D*mn mercy! Stop talking nonsense! Give me the money. A blue and white porcelain Avalokitesvara statue from the period of the Kangxi Emperor is worth at least fifty thousand, and I've been too generous for asking twenty! Don't be so shameless!"

Then the man tended to grab the old man's bag.

The old man was frightened and grasped the bag tightly. This was the money he'd earned for his grandson by scavenging. Once the money was gone, his grandson could only drop out of school. He would rather die than let his grandson ruin his future!

A blue and white porcelain Avalokitesvara statue from the period of the Kangxi Emperor, Qing Dynasty?

Fifty thousand yuan?

A real magic weapon couldn't be that cheap. Even an antique would worth more than that, not to mention a magic weapon that could change one's luck and fortune.

Wang Ke focused on the broken chinaware doubtfully after hearing the dialogue.

He worked for Treasure Hall in Antique Street. Although he is no magic weapon fox, appreciation couldn't daunt him.

Blue and white porcelain from the period of the Kangxi Emperor, Qing Dynasty differed by early, middle, and late period. Each kind of them had unique characteristics.

The porcelain in front of him-

Wang Ke frowned.

"Give it to me!"

At the time, more and more people crowded in and the man started feeling anxious. He grabbed the old man's bag immediately while the old man paying no attention.

The old man screamed, a powerful force burst out of his haggard hands and he grasped the bag firmly. He cried and pleaded with the man.

"I'll give you a debt bill. Everyone here knows me, an old man who collects tatters. Please show some mercy. I can't give you the money. I just can't."

"F*ck-off. F*ck your bill!"

The old man was kicked to the ground fiercely.

A sound of "click" came from the old man's hand, which made people's hair stand on end.

The old man still grasped the bag tightly.

"Please. Please. I'll kneel down and kowtow to you!"

The old man grabbed the edge of his bag with one hand and climbed up from the ground with another hand on his chest, begging and kowtowing to the man.

The old man had come to a dead end. He could only beg for mercy.

Even people around couldn't stand it anymore. The sound of the fracture was clear, which made them both sympathize with the old man and abhor the man's callosity.

He forced the old man to such a dead end!

Perceiving the situation, the man pulled out a knife from his pocket and made a fierce glance.

Seeing the knife, those men ready to put themselves forward became quiet.

It could be fatal!

Never mind. The old man broke the chinaware and he should take the consequences.

The man felt relief for a second because of the hesitation of the people around, but the increasing number still made him panic.

He knew there was no time to waste, and that he must take the money as soon as possible. So he took out the knife and was ready to lacerate the bag.

"Hold on!"

Wang Ke shouted wrathfully.

He was just buried in thought, and when he looked up, he saw the old man kowtowing to the man. Every sound of the kowtow slapped on Wang Ke's heart like a hammer, but the man was indifferent. He took out a knife and was ready to cut the cloth bag. Wang Ke couldn't be more wrathful!

All the sights focused on Wang Ke because of the wrathful shout.

People around couldn't help saying "good job" to the handsome but emaciated young man in front of them.

The man also stopped, but the old man kept kowtowing and pleading, "Please! Please! Please."

"Hey you, get back to your home. It's none of your business!"

It was the scariest thing for the man, but he didn't worry because he had gone through fire and water.

Just a d*mn young man!

"Drop that bag!"

Wang Ke stared at the man with an unbending face, at the same time moved forward.

How dared he defraud with fake chinaware!

He knew this chinaware. It could be found in Zhang's chinaware shop in Antique Street, each with the price of twenty yuan. The man had gone so far as to fraud an old man, and even death could not atone for the offence.

"Who are you? How dare you order me? You'd better go home or you'll live in hell!"

The man showed off the knife in his hand fiercely. Were it not for the situation today, someone would have got a hole in his body if he dared to speak to him like this!

When he finished his words, the young man suddenly disappeared!

People around only felt a flash. The next second, the young man suddenly showed up in front of the brutal-looking man.

Not a single person knew what had happened.

Was I dazzled?

A lot of people began to wonder if they had been dazzled. It could not be the speed of a person!

"I told you to let go!"

Wang Ke showed a cold glance, his hand reaching the man's hand on the bag.

The man was also puzzled. How did the young man show up in front of him?

But he didn't care about that. He only cared about money. He would perish everyone who stood in his way.

"What the f*ck!"

Before the man finished the sentence, he felt a huge force on his wrist, as if he was clamped tightly by iron pliers. He couldn't move anymore, and the force kept constantly aggravating on his wrist, making him feel the wrist broken. His face suddenly became pale, with cold sweat.

The man looked at the hand which was holding his wrist. He couldn't believe that this young man had such great strength!

"Let go!"

Wang Ke repeated with an even colder voice.

"D*mn it!"

The man burst out a howling, stabbing towards Wang Ke with the dagger.

Seeing the situation, people around couldn't help exclaiming. They didn't expect that the man did it and they worried about Wang Ke at that moment.

"I told you to let go!"

Wang Ke cried out with his cold eyes and burst out a strong power from his wrist.

"Crack!"

A clear sound of bone fracturing echoed with the screeching like being killed.

"Aaah!"

Everyone was shocked by the situation.

A sturdy wrist got broken in front of them. What kind of strength he had?

The man gripped his wrist and stared at Wang Ke in horror. The enormous pain made him pale and sweat oozed from his forehead.

His wrist was broken just like that?!

Who was this guy?

How could he be so strong?

Was he human?

The dagger was thrown aside because of the enormous pain.

Wang Ke had heard of a lot of blackmailing incidents as a person working in Ancient Street, but he didn't expect to see one, especially to a poor old man.

Such an inhumane guy!

He would have considered whether to stand out if it were yesterday, but he'd made a breakthrough. He held the all cards because he had been in the third stage of Dragon's Momentum and full of spirit energy.

"Get up grandpa. The porcelain is fake. Don't worry about it."

Wang Ke glanced at the man indifferently and then helped the old man up.

At the same time, Wang Ke put his hand on the catagmatic finger of the old man and tried to heal it with spirit energy. The finger would recover in three days if the old man rested adequately.

The old man was apparently shocked and didn't see how it happened, only nodding mechanically like kowtowing.

People around were shocked by the words that the porcelain was fake.

"Hey, young man! How can you say that my porcelain is fake? You hurt me, and you should give all your money for my hospital bills!"

The man seemed fury but lowered his voice when seeing Wang Ke. He was even more frightened thinking of his wrist.

"Whatever!"

Wang Ke didn't care about it because he had no money at all. He stared at the man and asked.

"You just said that it is a blue and white porcelain of Avalokitesvara statue from the period of the Kangxi Emperor, Qing Dynasty, right? There are three types of blue and white porcelain from the period of the Kangxi Emperor. In the early period, the blue and white carcass is thick, and the glazed surface is bluish-white with a shrinking glaze and small brown spots. In the middle period, the carcass is white and hard with a cross-section like glutinous rice cake. There are few impurities, and the carcass is thin and moderate. In the late period, the blue and white glaze is mostly bright green glaze, and there is also pinky-white glaze. The glaze is deep and reserved. The carcass is heavier than the middle period, the hardness even higher, and the bottom foot is deeper. Flat cutting is generally used and neat. Early, middle, late. What period do you say your porcelain belongs to?"

Wang Ke talked about the characteristics of porcelain from three periods one by one fluently with no hesitation.

The man was shocked, so were the people around.

The young man actually was a professional!

The man could never expect to meet a professional because he had found a place far away from Ancient Street, but it was no good luck to meet the young man.

He was so anxious for money because he was afraid of attracting the police. He didn't want to go to jail again, released from the detention house just a few days ago.

"This, this-this is a magic weapon!"

The man tried his best to avoid Wang Ke's sight and made a strong argument.

"How dare you talk about the magic weapons?"

Wang Ke said with a cold snort, "I am not that easy to cheat. I work in Antique Street, and a magic weapon must be antique. Your porcelain is a new imitation from Zhang's chinaware shop and is twenty yuan only. What kind of magic weapon is that!"

"I..."

The man became sweaty when he heard the words. He looked at Wang Ke in shock and was speechless.

How did he know that I bought it from Zhang's?

Did he really work in Antique Street?

Oh sh*t! Why was I so unlucky!

The people around finally understood what was going on. It turned out to be a fraud!

They couldn't help looking at the man angrily. This scum deceived the old man for his hard-earned money!

"Got nothing to say, huh? Anybody calls the police please."

Wang Ke turned and said to the people around him.

Hearing this, they just realized to take out their mobiles and call the police.

Seeing the dilemma, the man got up and run away. Before he could take a few steps, he felt a huge force from behind making him fall to the ground fiercely. He struggled to get up but failed. He could only stare at Wang Ke viciously to warn him.

"This is for the old man."

Wang Ke didn't avoid staring at the man's eyes. The man kicked by him would not recover in a short time. Even if he wanted to revenge, Wang Ke would not be afraid!

In several minutes, the police arrived. Wang Ke realized the incident was going to end, and that the old man had recovered and understood what was going on. Then Wang Ke walked away while the people around were not paying attention.

"Hey, where is the young man? Where did he go?"

"Yeah, why did he disappear of a sudden? The young man is really good, and is our hero!"

...

After a while, the people around realized that Wang Ke had gone, and then started looking around.

They tried to help the old man, who had chilled down and finally understood what was going on. He could not help wiping muddy tears with his withered hands and kept whispering.

"Thank you, young man."

...

Leaving the people behind, Wang Ke put spirit energy under his feet immediately, like a speedy wind, rushing towards Antique Street.

Just entering Antique Street, he scattered the spirit energy because he did not want others to see his ghost-like body. When he was ready to go to the workplace, his eyes stung and his mind turned blank.

Another sequela!

Wang Ke closed his eyes, thinking overwhelmingly.

When he made the breakthrough yesterday, he intended to break through the Baihui acupoint as the fourth stage of Dragon's Momentum. But the spirit energy could not get there and gathered around his eyes. He was so scared and scattered the spirit energy. But it was too late, he passed out because of severe pain.

When he woke up, he examined his eyes and found that there was nothing wrong, except for a stabbing pain from time to time. He still couldn't understand what happened around his eyes after he had passed out.

At the time, Wang Ke noticed the dialogue of two people passing by.

"Did you know that? Someone got real luck! One hundred yuan for a magic weapon. And others are offering one hundred thousand yuan for it!"

"Really? Where is it? Why can't I have that fortune!"

"Just opposite the Three Treasure House."

"We need to take a look. Hurry!"

...

Wang Ke looked at the two people and had a complex feeling of their madness.

Antiques, magic weapons. Making a collection is always attractive. Everyone wanted to become rich overnight.

Buying magic weapons was more complicated than antiques, for one needed not only the knowledge of antiques but also the knowledge of Fengshui. The magic weapon being placed at home could change a person's fortune. Therefore it was more precious and attractive than antiques. But it was very difficult for ordinary people to recognize the magic weapon, even for a person who really knew about antiques.

The cheater just knew the rule so he cheated with a fake magic weapon.

However, this had nothing to do with Wang Ke. He was thinking about how to deal with his boss.

It was the tenth time he'd been late this month. The boss gave him a last warning yesterday. One more time and he would lose his job. And because of what happened just now he was late again.

But he didn't regret it. Even if he would be late, he would have done it.

Arriving at Treasure Hall, Wang Ke saw shopkeeper Zhou Guisheng, who was 40 years old, and got the title of "Zhou Bapi". Zhou stood seriously, seemed to be waiting for him. Beside him stood a young man wearing a uniform, obsequiously offering tea for Zhou Guisheng.

Seeing the young man, Wang Ke couldn't help being stunned.

Isn't that Sun Ming who took the same interview with him for the store half a year ago but failed for his appearance?

Why was he here? And in a store's uniform?

With doubts, Wang Ke had to go ahead, wondering how to talk about the accident today.

Zhou Guisheng glimpsed at Wang Ke, and said, "Oh? Isn't this Wang Ke? What are you doing here?"

It was full of ridicule.

"Boss, I'm sorry I'm late again, but there was a reason today. I..."

Wang Ke explained immediately. But before he could finish the words, Zhou Guisheng raised his hand to interrupt.

"So you knew you were late. I thought that you take it as the shop opens at eight p.m. I do remember what I said yesterday. If you were to be late again, you would get fired. Is that right? I still remember, you nodded. How can you forget today?"

Zhou Guisheng looked at the mountain in the distance, acting spooky, and didn't even take a look at Wang Ke.

Wang Ke burst into anger when hearing the words, no matter how tender his temper was. It was his fault. But this was too much.

There was a reason why he'd been late before. A month ago, when he felt he was about to make a breakthrough, his mental strength and memory began to deteriorate rapidly without notice. He couldn't even remember what he was doing in the end. He'd been acting like a fool for a month.

But at the moment he made a breakthrough yesterday, he felt electricity all over his body. His brain suddenly got cleared, just like a man waking up from a dream. And the previous events were reviewed like a movie scene.

His mental strength and memory increased exponentially, spirit energy going through his whole body, and he was completely restored. Of course, the eyes were just an accident.

He wanted to explain at first. Seeing Zhou Guisheng's action, he became too lazy to ask for an insult.

However, he had to make one last effort. After all, it was the only formal job he had had since dropping out of high school two years ago.

"Boss, give me one more chance please."

"You want me to give you a chance to ruin my precious antique? Or should I give you a chance to get paid for nothing? You are good at dreaming, my god. I can not afford you. Take your money and piss off!"

Zhou Guisheng looked at Wang Ke with a sneer.

"Boss, don't be angry. Have a cup of tea and calm down. You don't have to be angry with this kind of person."

Sun Ming offered the tea quickly. Zhou Guisheng took over the tea and drank with satisfaction. At the same time, Sun Ming gave Wang Ke a proud smile.

Seeing the situation, Wang felt disgusted and curled his lips, despising the slave-like guy.

"See, what's a good employee? That's a good employee!"

Zhou Guisheng pointed at Sun Ming and said to Wang Ke, "I sincerely regret that I didn't choose him over you. Otherwise, my Treasure Hall would be booming in the past half-year. But it's not too late. You should go wherever you like and I get my employee. I announce, from today on, when you are fired, Sun has become the only clerk in our shop!"

Hearing that, Sun Ming puffed out his chest and showed an I-am-better-than-you face.

Seeing the disgusting look of Zhou Guisheng and Sun Ming, Wang Ke wanted to punch them very much, helping them to reconsider their life.

The stingy boss and despicable man, are a perfect match.

Wang Ke giving no reaction, Zhou Guisheng felt like being humiliated and burst into anger. He said indifferently, "Come in and make your settlement. Then piss off!"

Finishing that, Zhou turned around and entered the Treasure Hall. He didn't want to see Wang Ke anymore.

Sun Ming did not follow Zhou Guisheng immediately but sneered at Wang Ke with a spanking look. "Wang Ke, I should thank you. I heard that you had worked for half a year but still got paid fifteen hundred per month, ha! Poor guy! Had you not defeated me, I would be like you! How can I get two thousand and five hundred now? Haha. I really want to thank you!"

Saying this, Sun came over and wanted to pat Wang Ke on the shoulder to show "encouragement" and "thank you".

Wang Ke snorted coldly. He did not answer Sun Ming at all and went in straightforward.

How could he not know the ridicule meaning of sun Ming's words? He knew a man without position and influence may be subjected to many indignities. He had broken through already and would fly in the highest sky and get rid of these losers.

Sun Ming's hand stayed in the air with embarrassment, his expression uncertain. He snorted with a cold look at Wang Ke, and then followed him into the shop.

Coming to the counter, Sun Ming nimbly used the computer to type out Wang Ke's salary list, and handed it to Zhou Guisheng. The series of movements seemed to be from a well-rehearsed one, not a newbie.

Looking at the payroll, Zhou Guisheng nodded with satisfaction and praised Sun Ming, "Well done. It is just right."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Sun Ming made a flattering appearance immediately.

This almost made Wang Ke want to vomit. How could a person be so despicable like this!

Zhou Guisheng took out fifty yuan from the counter and threw it to Wang Ke with the payroll.

Wang Ke took over the payroll and money. Seeing the details on it, he suddenly burst into anger, raised his head, and questioned Zhou Guisheng, "Boss, the contract doesn't say that being late makes deduction of a hundred yuan. The maximum deduction is a day's wages. Isn't one hundred too much? And charge me two hundred for breaking a cup?"

Seeing Wang Ke being angry, Zhou Guisheng felt comfortable and satisfied. He pointed at Sun Ming and said, "Explain to him."

After getting the order from Zhou Guisheng, Sun Ming immediately cleared his throat and spoke like a rooster ready to fight, "The wages will be deducted for your being late. It's indeed in the contract. But the last clause clearly states that our store reserves the final interpretation right. As you have been late too many times, one hundred yuan is surely a reasonable penalty. If you think it's too much, go to the Workers' Association and sue us at any time!"

After this, Sun Ming laughed at Wang Ke evilly. Then he looked at Zhou Guisheng as if checking whether he was doing right.

Zhou Guisheng nodded with satisfaction and Sun Ming immediately made a flattering look.

"You..."

Wang Ke was so angry that he couldn't say a word. He had never seen people so exploitative like this!

"Oh, by the way, you reminded me that I hadn't charged you for being late today. Once being late, one day's salary will be deducted. That is fifty yuan. Well, I'm kind enough to deduct fifty yuan today instead of one hundred."

While saying this, Zhou Guisheng took away the money from Wang Ke and put that into his pocket quickly.

Now that he was no longer an employee in Zhou's store, he didn't want to be merciful at all. Why not deduct the money? He would not only do this but also do this as much as he could!

He was merciful enough. As Wang Ke had brought him so much trouble, he was nice enough for not letting him pay for the loss!

Wang Ke looked at his hands and did not react for a moment.

As he caught on, his anger instantly accumulated to a very high level. It would erupt at any moment!

Today, he finally got to see the original face of this Zhou Bapi!

He really wanted to knock down this ruthless and greedy man and beat him until his own mother couldn't recognize his face.

But in the end, Wang Ke managed to hold back. It's a crime to kill!

Fists clenched tightly, staring at Zhou Guisheng with deadly coldness, Wang Ke sneered and said, "No wonder other people call you Zhou Bapi. Today I finally understand."

"What are you talking about? Who is Zhou Bapi?"

Zhou Guisheng was so angry that he almost jumped up like a cat who had been trampled on the tail. He hated being called "Zhou Bapi" most in his life.

"What? Angry? Zhou Bapi?"

Watching Zhou Guisheng burst into anger with shame, Wang Ke's fury weakened somehow. He looked at him wryly.

"I dare you to say that again!"

Zhou Bapi roared at Wang Ke.

"I am f*cking repeating it! Zhou! Bapi!"

Wang Ke said with a sneer. He would like to see how Zhou Bapi could do with him.

Hit me if you had the balls, and it would be reasonable for me to fight back!

Zhou Guisheng felt brutally humiliated. He let out a roar and threw his fist at Wang Ke.

Wang Ke thought of something just before fighting back. He could not help showing a snaky smile.

After working here for half a year, he knew the shop inside out. A one-hundred-thousand-yuan porcelain vase, from the period of the Qianlong Emperor, Qing Dynasty, was placed behind him, right in the direction Zhou Bapi's rushing.

What would it be like for a stingy person to watch one hundred thousand yuan ruined by his own hand?

Thinking of this, Wang Ke's smile on his face went bigger. He dodged away rapidly and pushed Zhou Bapi with spirit energy secretly along the way he's going.

Zhou Bapi threw a punch and rushed toward his beloved porcelain vase. He was about to knock it over and suddenly found himself out of control.

What's going on here?

Zhou Bapi stared at the precious porcelain vase alarmedly. He couldn't change the direction he's approaching but to watch himself bump into it.

"Ah!"

With the painful cry of Zhou Bapi, the crisp sound of porcelain breaking rang through the Treasure Hall.

"My vase! My vase!"

Zhou Bapi looked down at his beloved porcelain vase in pain, shouting loudly.

One hundred thousand yuan is gone!

A hundred thousand! Oh, come on!

It's all Wang Ke's fault. It's all him! How would he lose a hundred thousand yuan if he hadn't dodged it!

Thinking of this, Zhou Bapi raised his head and looked cruelly at Wang Ke by the side, who was quite cosy. He burst into anger and roared.

"Wang Ke, you're compensating me for the porcelain vase! You're paying me a hundred thousand yuan!"

Wang Ke felt that he had heard a big joke and said, "Zhou Bapi, are you out of your mind? You broke the vase, and I became the one paying for that? The hell I'm paying!"

"How would I break it hadn't you dodged! It's all your fault!"

Zhou Bapi lost his mind totally and became hideous.

"Yes, it was all your fault. I saw that the boss crushed the vase because you had dodged away and that you pushed him deliberately. It's you to blame!"

Sun Ming immediately stood up to Wang Ke and accused him with a righteous style.

Wang Ke looked at Sun Ming and asked coldly, "You see me pushing him with your own eyes?"

He pushed Zhou Bapi with spirit energy with no physical movement at all, so Sun Ming must be setting him up with a sinister intention!

"I, I..."

Sun Ming was scared by Wang Ke's staring. He couldn't help but to take a few steps back and dared not say a word. Wang Ke's horrifying eyes made him feel like being in freezing hell.

Wang Ke snorted disdainfully at cowardly Sun Ming, and turned to Zhou Bapi on the ground, asking very friendly, "Bapi, your theory is very advanced. You hit me, and you do not allow me to dodge? Evading your fist is my fault? What about I give you a punch and you try not dodging!"

Saying this, Wang Ke punched the locust wood counter aside with a twinkle in his eye.

Smiling, he raised his fist and left a huge fist print on the locust wood counter.

The print was clear and appalling!

Zhou Bapi and Sun Ming stared at the huge fist print on the counter and went numb.

That was good locust wood!

One punch and such a fist print!

That was terrifying!

They swallowed hard and looked at Wang Ke fearfully. Zhou Bapi's anger had long ago vanished. In front of such a big deep fist print, he would not dare to talk nonsense, let alone make Wang Ke pay for his loss.

"You don't dodge, and I'll give you a hundred thousand yuan. Come on, let's pledge."

Wang Ke smiled trickily and said to Zhou Bapi.

"No! No!"

Zhou Bapi was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly.

This punch could kill him or disable him. A hundred thousand yuan or ten times of that couldn't make him agree with such a deal.

My pitiful hundred thousand yuan!

Zhou Bapi had a painful feeling of drinking the bitter cup. Now he wouldn't dare to think of that sum of money.

Sun Ming began to fear. He just offended Wang Ke so hard. Would he retaliate?

He shuddered at the thought of what would happen to him with that fist.

"Then will you give me my salary?"

Wang Ke took one step forward to ask. Bully me haven't I shown off my strength, eh?

I would've done that had I known it could work.

"Well."

Zhou Bapi avoided eye contact. He had just lost a hundred thousand yuan. He didn't want to lose any more.

But if he refused...

He looked subconsciously at the fist print on the counter and couldn't help shivering.

Whatever! Consider this as buying safety with money!

Zhou Bapi gritted his teeth and took out fifteen hundred yuan from the counter bitterly, carefully handed it over to Wang Ke, for fear of his sudden attack.

Wang Ke took the money with a sneer and sighed slightly with relief looking at the money in his hand. Hadn't Zhou Bapi given him the money, he might also hesitate to start fight, because it would make him end up in a police station. Zhou Bapi's cooperation saved him a lot of trouble.

He took out six hundred from the cash and threw it on the counter. He said disdainfully, "I do not owe you!"

With that, he turned and walked towards the door.

Zhou Bapi watched Wang Ke going out, and then looked at the porcelain pieces on the ground painfully. But the six hundred yuan was a consolation.

The boy was such a fool to return the money.

He turned to Sun Ming, who was pale with extreme fear. Zhou Bapi shouted with anger, "Go clean these up. And see if you can stick the vase back."

Sun Ming shivered with fear and hurried to collect the pieces.

Out of Treasure Hall, Wang Ke looked up at the sky and took a long sigh of relief.

From now on, he became a hobo. He thought with mixed feelings.

If you didn't have a job, you could at least do what you want to do.

Wang Ke consoled himself.

Since the age of ten, when he dug out Dragon's Momentum from under the locust tree in his hometown, he became interested in the mysterious. For twelve years, along with practicing Dragon's Momentum skills, he had spent his spare time reading the Book of Changes in addition to his studies. His dream was to become a master of Yi-ology, to understand Yin and Yang, to see through all things in the world, and finally to get beyond life and death.

Although he had not understood the Book of Changes yet, he had been working towards it.

But he also knew that hobbies could only be hobbies before they had an economic impact, so he took a job in an antique shop to support himself and let himself have the financial foundation to make his dream come true.

But who would know that once one started working, he would lose his spare time? Now that he got off the hook, he was finally able to do what he liked.

However, he had to make a living first. It took a variety of rare medicinal materials to make a breakthrough in Dragon's Momentum skills, which also required a large amount of money. Therefore he needed to make money!

Looking around, Wang Ke noticed the antique stalls.

Considering himself as half an antique expert, he'd like to see if he could find some undervalued treasure. One bargain and no worries about his life anymore.

It would be even better if he could find a magic weapon.

Of course, Wang Ke knew he was daydreaming. So many people dreamed of finding undervalued antiques, maybe magic weapons. It could not be his turn, but he still smiled walking towards the nearby antique stalls. It didn't hurt to have a try.

"Come and look at these antiques, young man. They've just come from the country. They're really good."

A forty-something stall owner called to Wang Ke.

Wang Ke curled his lips, smelling a rat.

Buyers would better not believe what the antique sellers say. They all talked about purchasing antiques from the country. How could there be so many antiques in the country for them to buy!