76: Chapter 76 Linlang Pavilion

Shen Yuhai stayed at Jiguang Zhai for half an hour.

Before leaving, he solemnly warned Han Jingyang, "Take my words to heart. You have been in the spotlight quite a bit these past few days. Do not try to show off, and even more so, do not believe the flattery of those people. You need to calm down and think carefully about what it is you really want. Also, do not do anything illegal or undisciplined. If they cannot catch you, that is one thing, but if you are truly caught with evidence, your fate will be..."

Han Jingyang nodded.

I certainly know that the fate of people like me is often quite miserable.

Especially after getting involved in certain matters, it can be as miserable as it gets.

There are precedents.

Who was the last master with such great fame? Now, not even a grave remains for him.

How glorious he was in his prime; top celebrities, top tycoons, and even local power brokers and officials were all his guests of honor. Yet, when it was over, it was over just like that.

I may have some real skills, but what do they amount to in the face of the iron fist?

I know exactly what I am worth.

Han Jingyang understood and accepted Shen Yuhai's good intentions, while also warning himself once again in his heart that he must never get involved in certain matters.

Some things really cannot be touched.

I will book flight tickets right now, take my parents, grandparents, and younger sister on vacation, go to the grasslands to escape the heat or go south to see the sea; in any case, I need to stay far away from Quancheng.

Quancheng has not been peaceful lately. The fall of the He family will inevitably stir up a powerful vortex, and if one is accidentally drawn into it, they will be crushed to pieces.

Han Jingyang acted immediately and called his parents directly.

The elderly couple were just ordinary working-class people who had spent the first half of their lives struggling for basic necessities; they had no need for tourism, nor had they ever made such arrangements.

Yet, he settled it with a single sentence.

"Before the college entrance exam last year, you said you would take Xinxin to see the sea during the summer vacation, but what happened? Are you really going to keep reneging on your promise? Don't worry about the money. Take Xinxin out for a week, and when you get back, let her focus on her tutoring. You go to work as usual and do whatever you need to do. Otherwise, Xinxin thinking about it every day won't be good; it might even affect her studies. Don't you think that makes sense?"

Hearing this, the elderly couple really had no reason to refute him, so they agreed.

And they decided on the phone to go to Qiongdao.

When Han Jingxin heard the news, she jumped three feet high, finally forgave her brother Han Jingyang for his ulterior motives, and after saying thank you several times, she hurriedly went to check travel guides.

Han Jingyang, on the other hand, strolled alone to the Tianqiao Antique Market.

Standing on the street, he took a look around.

Hey, it's quite novel.

At Yingxiong Mountain, there are acquaintances everywhere, and he cannot be ruthless when haggling.

Here, there are no taboos!

Han Jingyang strolled into a porcelain shop called Linlang Pavilion.

Upon seeing the person sitting by the coffee table in the shop, he instantly regretted it.

How can I run into an acquaintance here too?

Just as he wanted to turn around, that person had already spoken, "Little Han, why are you here? What a coincidence, what a coincidence! Sit down quickly, we were just talking about you here."

It was none other than Zhou Yucheng.

Han Jingyang turned around helplessly, "Old Zhou, how do you have time to come here for tea? Are you done with your business?"

"Thanks to you, I am safe and sound."

"Congratulations."

"It just happened today. I just received the news and was preparing to share the good news with you," Zhou Yucheng enthusiastically invited Han Jingyang to sit down, "This is the owner of Linlang Pavilion, Wang Zhiwei. He only deals in Ming and Qing dynasty porcelain and is the premier expert here in our Quancheng."

Wang Zhiwei was about 1.7 meters tall, chubby, and wore round-rimmed glasses, looking a bit like that singer who sang "Younger Sister Sits at the Bow of the Boat" and later fell from grace.

With a face full of smiles and overflowing with enthusiasm, he trotted up to Han Jingyang, extended both hands to shake Han Jingyang's hand, and said with a very excited expression, "I have finally met you in person, Master Han. Thank you, thank you."

Han Jingyang raised an eyebrow, "Where does this come from?"

"Sigh, it is an old debt. Back then, my father opened a supermarket next to He Dingkun's supermarket. Within a few days, he was beaten by He Dingkun's men, ended up with a crippled leg, and the supermarket went bankrupt. We lost over three million, and he died of illness a few years later. But they were so powerful that no one dared to provoke them; we just had to accept our fate. I never expected that the seemingly flourishing Dingshen Group would be toppled by you, Master Han, in one fell swoop."

Han Jingyang turned his head and looked at Zhou Yucheng, "Who told you that I toppled Dingshen Group?"

Zhou Yucheng hurriedly waved his hand to deny it, "Little brother, I never said that."

Wang Zhiwei also hurriedly explained, "That is just how it is rumored. Some people say this news came out from the police station, saying that He Zhifei confessed exactly that, claiming that you broke the feng shui of the Dingshen Group building, which is why the Dingshen Group ended up like this."

Han Jingyang shook his head, "That is not the case. The location of the Dingshen Group building is so good, and the layout is so strong, how could it be broken just like that? Besides, if I really did it, I would have had to take action, right? Whether it is destroying the dragon vein or breaking the feng shui formation of the building, both are major projects that cannot be hidden, not to mention they are time-consuming. And how many days have I been in contact with Dingshen Group? A normal person would not believe such ghost stories."

Wang Zhiwei thought for a moment and nodded, "That makes sense. However, Old Zhou said you are proficient in Consecration of dharma instruments. That cannot be fake, right?"

Only then did Han Jingyang admit, "That is true. Boss Wang, do you have a need?"

"Ahem," Wang Zhiwei said in a low voice, blushing, "There is indeed a bit of an unspeakable difficulty."

"Marital life?"

"Hehehe..."

Zhou Yucheng added from the side, "This guy is on his second marriage and just found a young, beautiful model. He is indulging in nightly festivities and his legs are weak when he walks."

Han Jingyang almost laughed out loud, "You should see an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor for this."

Wang Zhiwei smiled bitterly, "I have, it is useless. My age is a factor."

Han Jingyang chuckled to himself.

This Boss Wang is not only old but also fat and does not exercise; it would be a miracle if he could regain his vigor.

He might not even be as good as Brother Dong.

However, it just so happens that I actually have a tool in my shop that addresses this.

Anyway, I don't need it, so making a little profit is good too.

After laughing, Han Jingyang said to Wang Zhiwei, "Boss Wang, you should exercise. A good body is the foundation; everything else is superficial. However, it is not completely without a solution."

Wang Zhiwei was overjoyed, "Is there really a cure?"

"I can definitely make you better than you are now."

"Master Han, please guide me."

"I have a dharma instrument in my possession that can make you last longer."

Wang Zhiwei swallowed hard, "Master Han, what is the price? I want this dharma instrument."

Han Jingyang held up one hand, "That thing is quite rare. I originally didn't intend to sell it, but since you are Old Zhou's friend, let's say 500,000."

"Deal!"

"You trust me just like that?"

"Yes!"

"Alright then, go to my shop this afternoon to pick it up."

"Can't I do it now?"

"I have other things to attend to."

Wang Zhiwei slapped his forehead, "Master Han, you came to my shop, what were you looking to see?"

You finally remembered.

Han Jingyang nodded, "Pick out some good items. Boss Wang, do you have any good things in your shop?"

"Yes, absolutely. They are all fine porcelain from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and none of them are under 10,000."

"I was hoping to pick up a bargain."

"Forget about picking up a bargain, Master Han. When it comes to Ming and Qing dynasty porcelain, no one can pick up a bargain from me. However, I certainly won't let you lose out; whatever you take a liking to, I will give you a 10% discount," Wang Zhiwei waved his hand heroically, "Master Han, feel free to look around and pick whatever you like. After you are done looking, go inside; there are even better things in the safe."