30: Chapter 30: Live Stream Across the Entire Network, All Shills?

"Move! Everyone get the hell out of my way!"

A harsh screech of brakes exploded at the entrance of the night market, followed by an extremely arrogant roar.

The originally crowded crowd was roughly pushed aside by a dozen bodyguards in black suits, forcibly tearing open a path.

Wang Teng walked in with a dark face and long strides.

His hairstyle was a bit messy today, and there were a few more wrinkles on his expensive white custom suit; he had clearly arrived in a hurry.

Behind him followed the goatee-wearing "Appraisal Master" who had run away before, along with several media people holding professional camera equipment.

"Lin Fan."

Wang Teng pointed at Lin Fan's nose from a distance, his eyes looking as if he wanted to swallow Lin Fan alive. "You liar, you actually dare to stay here and mislead the public with your evil talk."

This one shout directly brought the hot atmosphere of the scene to a halt.

The customers waiting in line turned their heads one after another, looking at the exasperated Wang Teng with very subtle expressions.

This guy again?

Didn't he just get his face slapped and run away yesterday? Why is he back again today?

"Oh, isn't this Young Master Wang?"

Lin Fan was still holding that unfinished cup of lemonade, not even lifting his butt as he spoke in a lazy tone. "What, finished dealing with yesterday's fakes? Come to my place today to restock?"

*Pfft...*

A few stifled laughs came from the crowd.

Wang Teng's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

"Stop being so damn cheeky with me."

Wang Teng snatched the microphone from the media person behind him and shouted loudly into the live camera: "Everyone, please don't be fooled by this Shrewd Merchant. This is all a setup! It's a script!"

He pointed at Chu Yaoyao, who hadn't had time to put away the Wind Spirit Source Fluid, a cold smile appearing on his face as if he had seen through everything.

"Think about it, everyone. It's a night market stall selling the corpses of dead cats and rotten dogs. How could it possibly produce an A-rank treasure? That's something worth millions or even tens of millions. Is Lin Fan an idiot? Would he sell such a treasure for a hundred thousand?"

"This is clearly him putting on a show. This woman..."

Wang Teng pointed at Chu Yaoyao. "She's a plant hired by Lin Fan. That so-called A-rank treasure was brought here by her in the first place, just to trick you idiots into handing over your money!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place went into an uproar.

Many people in the originally fanatical crowd did indeed cool down a bit.

That's true.

This logic really doesn't make sense. Who would do a losing business? Betting a hundred thousand to get ten million—the probability of that is lower than winning the lottery, right? Is it really an act?

The comments in the livestream also began to flip:

"I think Young Master Wang has a point. Where in the world does a free lunch fall from the sky?"

"Exactly. That loli looks like an actress; her acting is way too exaggerated."

"Thinking about it is terrifying. If this is a scam, then Lin Fan's heart is way too black."

Seeing the suspicious looks around him, the smile on Wang Teng's face grew wider and wider.

This was the killing move he had thought of.

Using public opinion to brand Lin Fan as a scammer. As long as the 'plant' thing was confirmed, Lin Fan's credibility would be completely bankrupt. When the time came, he wouldn't even have to lift a finger; these angry 'leeks' would tear Lin Fan apart themselves.

"Who did you say is a plant?"

Just as Wang Teng was feeling triumphant, a crisp but extremely dangerous-sounding voice rang in his ear.

Wang Teng was stunned and turned his head to see Chu Yaoyao staring at him with her large eyes.

That look was like she was looking at someone with a mental disability.

"I said you're a plant, so what?" Wang Teng sneered. "Little girl, you look quite cute, but I didn't expect you to be so young and already following Lin Fan to commit fraud. That outfit of fake designer brands was probably rented for you by Lin Fan, right?"

Fake designer brands?

Chu Yaoyao was so angry she laughed.

She looked down at the limited-edition Lolita dress she was wearing, hand-sewn by a top French designer, and then looked at Wang Teng.

"Good. Very good."

Chu Yaoyao laughed out of extreme anger. She suddenly pulled a token engraved with a golden phoenix pattern from her bag and threw it directly at Wang Teng's face.

*Smack.*

A crisp sound rang out.

The token was made of special profound iron and was extremely heavy. It sent Wang Teng staggering back, leaving a red mark on his face.

"Open your dog eyes and look clearly at what this is."

Wang Teng clutched his face, about to explode in rage, but when he saw the token on the ground clearly, he felt like he'd been struck by lightning and instantly froze.

On the front of the token, a vigorous and powerful character 'Chu' was engraved.

On the back was the family crest of the Chu Family, one of the four major families of Jianghai City: the Aeolus Wing.

"Chu... Chu Family?"

Wang Teng's pupils constricted violently, and cold sweat instantly poured down.

In Jianghai City, although the Wang Family was considered to have some status as a first-rate family, they still had to bow their heads before the Chu Family. Especially given his own status, he could only bully ordinary people.

Among family scions of the same level, those who knew his situation rarely bothered with him.

"This young lady does not change her name or surname: Chu Yaoyao."

Chu Yaoyao stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at Wang Teng's nose and cursing, "You just said I'm a plant? Said I'm wearing fake brands? Said I'm a fraud?"

"Wang Teng, does your Wang Family not want to stay in Jianghai City anymore? Do you want me to call my dad right now and let him talk to you about what fraud is?"

Silence.

A deathly silence.

The netizens who were just following the trend and setting the pace in the comments instantly lost their voices.

Chu Yaoyao?

The little princess of the Chu Family?

That daughter of the Chu Family who was known as a world-shaking demon king?

If this girl is a plant, then how much face must Lin Fan have? To be able to invite the princess of the Chu Family to be his plant?

"A misunderstanding... this is all a misunderstanding..."

Wang Teng's legs began to shake, and the arrogance on his face instantly turned into terror.

He never dreamed that this crazy-looking loli would actually be this great buddha!

Wang Teng had actually seen Chu Yaoyao before, having caught a glimpse of her from afar at a banquet between the major families. He just hadn't expected that this Lolita ACG girl would be her. Who could recognize her in this outfit?

"Misunderstanding my ass!"

In the crowd, someone shouted.

Immediately after, the anger that had been led astray by Wang Teng just now surged back with ten times the intensity.

"Damn it, Wang Teng, you bastard! Just because you sell fake goods, you think everyone else does too?"

"I was almost fooled by this grandson! You even dare to slander Miss Chu, is there anything you wouldn't do?"

"This proves even more that Brother Fan's blind boxes are real! Even Miss Chu comes to buy them; there must be good stuff!"

"Wang Teng, get out of the night market. Don't delay me from making a fortune."

Rotten vegetable leaves, stinking eggs, and some people even took off their shoes and hurled them at Wang Teng like raindrops.

A reverse assist.

This was definitely an epic-level reverse assist.

Wang Teng had originally come to crash the party, but as a result, he not only helped Lin Fan verify the authenticity of his customers but also offended the Chu Family in the process, pushing Lin Fan's reputation to a new peak.

Lin Fan sat in the back, watching Wang Teng being besieged by the crowd, and couldn't help but give Chu Yaoyao a thumbs up.

This girl might be a bit of a 'black-faced' unlucky player, but her ability to draw aggro and slap faces was practically T0-tier.

"Enough!"

Wang Teng was pelted until he was a mess. He suddenly pushed the bodyguards away and let out a hysterical roar.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Lin Fan. The sense of humiliation from being shamed in public made him completely lose his mind.

"Lin Fan, don't get ahead of yourself."

Wang Teng pointed at Lin Fan, his voice hoarse. "So what if she's from the Chu Family? That doesn't prove there's nothing fishy about your blind boxes. Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"A bet?"

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "What do you want to bet?"

"I'll bet on the value of these crappy boxes of yours!"

Wang Teng waved his hand, and the bodyguards behind him immediately brought up two large suitcases.

They were opened with a *thud*.

Inside were neatly stacked piles of red banknotes.

"There's one million here."

Wang Teng pointed at the money, a crazy light flickering in his eyes. "Lin Fan, didn't you say your blind boxes are the real deal? Fine! Right now, in front of the entire internet's live stream, let's have a public challenge."

"You pick twenty blind boxes from your stall at random, and I'll also pick twenty items from the treasures I brought."

"We'll open them on the spot and appraise them on the spot!"

"If the total value of what comes out of your twenty blind boxes can exceed these twenty 'revealed' items of mine, this million is yours!"

"If you lose..."

Wang Teng bared his white teeth. "You'll kneel down for me, admit you're a fraud, and then get the hell out of Jianghai City!"

The entire scene instantly went quiet.

One million!

For the vast majority of people present, this was an astronomical sum.

And this was a real, hard-hitting bet.

Using blind boxes to battle revealed goods?

No matter how you looked at it, this was a guaranteed losing game! Since Wang Teng dared to come, what he brought must be appraised genuine goods with definitely high value. And the blind boxes? Those were purely down to luck!

With twenty blind boxes, if they opened a pile of rotten meat, wouldn't he be doomed to lose?

Everyone's gaze was focused on Lin Fan.

Su Qingxue frowned slightly, just about to speak up to dissuade him, when she saw Lin Fan slowly stand up.

He patted the dust off his clothes, walked to the two cases of banknotes, reached out, and gently stroked the stacks of charming paper.

"Real cash."

Lin Fan nodded, then looked up at Wang Teng. In those pitch-black eyes, a light flickered that Wang Teng couldn't understand.

It was the look of a hunter seeing the fattest prey.

"Young Master Wang, you're not here to expose a fraud."

Lin Fan smiled, a brilliant smile.

"You're clearly worried that my sister's surgery fees aren't enough and specifically came to give me money."

"This bet, I accept it."