An Xi turned her head to look at Li Feng, "Young Master, won’t displaying these items like this bring trouble?"
If it were overseas, she really wouldn’t worry; just find a few auction houses, they wouldn’t even ask about the origins of the items, and through so secret auctions, these antiques could quickly sell for a suitable price.
But in Yan Country, these antiques probably couldn’t withstand scrutiny, after all, their origins were unclear, and it would be easy for the relevant departnts to take notice.
She also knew that once the relevant departnts took notice, the items might be confiscated, and it would bring a whole lot of trouble, particularly since this was Yan Country, where they couldn’t simply do whatever they wanted.
"Heh, trouble."
Li Feng just smiled slightly.
Seeing this, An Xi hugged Li Feng’s arm and acted coquettishly, "Young Master, what are you scheming now? Tell , I’m so curious."
"Gulp, nice!"
A sowhat chubby young man with sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, dressed in a Tang suit, gawked over with a face that was almost salivating.
"Fatso, looking for death, are you?"
An Xi coldly tossed this line at the chubby man.
"Beauty, are you talking to ? Tsk, your voice is nice too. Really, I’ve fallen for you," the chubby man said, not holding back but moving even closer, snapping open his fan and assuming a suave deanor.
"Let introduce myself; my surna is Wen, single character Tong."
The chubby man introduced himself, feeling rather good about himself.
"Let’s go!"
Li Feng rely glanced at the chubby man with sunglasses and imdiately took An Xi to leave; otherwise, given An Xi’s short fuse, she’d definitely not hesitate to kick the guy.
"Hey, beauty, don’t go."
Wen Tong saw Li Feng taking An Xi away but didn’t give up, instead chasing after them and blocking their path.
"Buddy, don’t you know who I am, Wen Tong?"
"Fatso, you’re really asking for a beating, you know that?" An Xi couldn’t contain herself as she looked at the chubby man. Despite him wearing sunglasses, she could still feel his eyes staring at her chest.
Wen Tong curled up the corner of his mouth, "Beauty, if you agree to be my girlfriend, you can beat up every day; hitting is intimacy, and scolding is love, isn’t it? I’m thick-skinned and can take a punch."
"Heh!"
An Xi turned to look at Li Feng, who nodded imperceptibly. With permission granted, An Xi flashed a smile like that of an angel.
The next second.
An Xi delivered a flying kick straight to the chubby man’s body, sending him flying backward and skidding seven or eight ters across the marble floor before stopping.
The commotion caught the attention of everyone in the exhibition hall, who turned to look.
"Eh, isn’t that Young Master Wen?"
"Young Master Wen is here, too?"
So people looked surprised, and a few foreign collectors listening to their friends’ astonishnt couldn’t help but ask.
"Brother Li, who is this guy? By your tone, he seems like an important figure, but he doesn’t look very old."
"Chang Bai, my young friend, you must not know then. Despite Young Master Wen’s young age, in the antique industry, he is this." The other person gave a thumbs-up.
"Three months ago, this man suddenly burst onto the scene, waving the banner of the new ’Nine Gates,’ and set up a challenge at Hundred Treasure Tower, calling out the big shots of the antique world in Jin City."
"Oh, did he win?"
"Yes."
"Winning all three matches, he declared that the antique world needed a change of guard and then took over Hundred Treasure Tower, becoming the current head of Hundred Treasure Tower."
"Hisss, Hundred Treasure Tower, that’s a century-old heritage; I’ve even shopped there before, that’s a hundred years of foundation, how could it be sold!"
"On the day of the wager, Hundred Treasure Tower lost a match, and Young Master Wen also said he was ready to respond to any challenge at any ti. As long as soone could beat him, they would return the Hundred Treasure Tower with everything intact. What else could the Xu Family of Hundred Treasure Tower do?"
"If they broke their word, it would ruin a century of reputation, which would be deadlier than losing Hundred Treasure Pavilion; besides, it wasn’t for nothing, it was legitimately bought with real money."
"Hisss, that Hundred Treasure Tower must be worth a lot of money, even just the land and building, it wouldn’t co cheap without ten or eight billion."
"Twenty billion, including the items in Hundred Treasure Pavilion, all packed up and bought, that’s sheer boldness."
"Hisss, Brother Li, what’s the background of this guy?"
"I’m not sure about the specifics, but his origins are definitely extraordinary. Moreover, Young Master Wen dominated the competition on that day, and do you know why?"
"Hmm, why?"
"This fellow was born with double pupils and purple eyes, just like Sun Zhongmou of the Three Kingdoms era, naturally having extraordinary eyes."
"Ah!"
Naturally having extraordinary eyes, although it was uncertain if these eyes truly possessed magical abilities, it was better to believe they were real than not.
"Is he here today to challenge the arena?" This collector was also sowhat aware of the antique world’s situation.
Wen Tong, clutching his chest, struggled to his feet, his sunglasses flying off, and he opened his eyes to look at An Xi.
"Beauty, no need to be so rough, even if you like , there’s no need to be so passionate."
An Xi looked into Wen Tong’s eyes and was startled.
The man’s eyes were a bit frightening.
"Double pupils and purple eyes."
Li Feng looked at the man with surprise. Such naturally extraordinary eyes were extrely rare, and these double pupils and purple eyes had clear records, belonging to Sun Quan, Sun Zhongmou, the ruler of the Sun Wu state during the Three Kingdoms period.
The Li Family’s dical texts had records that those born with extraordinary eyes must possess superpowers. Although whether this was true or false was unclear, there must be so truth behind it.
"Wen Tong, what are you doing here again, looking to cause trouble?"
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