98: Chapter 98 Peach Wood Carved Cat Pendant

"What's the asking price?"

Han Jingyang shook his head. "That thing isn't worth much. It usually doesn't sell, and there's no point in giving it away. If you need it, just take it."

Xu Xin, however, said sternly, "Even if it's ordinary, it's still a dharma instrument. If I really just take your item for free, how are we supposed to do business in the future? We already agreed on this: friendship is friendship, and business is business. We must keep them separate, or else this friendship won't last."

This guy...

Han Jingyang couldn't help but admire him.

He thought for a moment. "Then let's call it one hundred thousand."

"Is one hundred thousand enough?"

"Definitely enough. Not only is it enough, I'm still making a profit. Do you know how much I paid when I picked that thing up?"

"How much?"

"Two hundred and twenty. I bought it at a street stall."

"That's a real steal."

"Actually, it's not really a steal. In the eyes of ordinary people, that thing is worth at most three to five hundred, maybe one or two thousand. It only became a dharma instrument after I performed the Consecration."

"Then this one hundred thousand is way too cheap. These days, just finding a monk or Taoist to perform a Consecration starts at six figures, and most of them are just swindlers. Brother, your Consecration is the real deal, and the effect is so good. One hundred thousand..."

"Stop pushing back. Let's just say one hundred thousand, otherwise, it'll just be sitting there gathering dust."

"Alright, I accept this favor."

Jiguang Zhai.

Han Jingyang took a small wooden pendant from the counter.

It was peach wood.

Oval-shaped.

The patina was very thick, with over a hundred years of history.

The front was carved with a lazy cat, a common house cat.

There was no text.

The carving skill was also just average.

The only advantage was that it was intact, without any cracks or signs of damage, and it was quite old—a genuine antique.

"Name: Republic of China Peach Wood Carved Cat Pendant."

"Grade: Seventh Grade."

"Attribute: Agility +2."

"Skill: None."

It was a trash attribute.

Because Agility +2 was really useless.

He had tried wearing it himself, but the improvement was so minimal it was almost imperceptible.

Liu Jing could feel a subtle improvement, but she thought it was ugly and disliked that the improvement wasn't significant, so she didn't want it.

But for someone like Xu Xin who was going into real combat, even the slightest improvement could affect the final outcome.

It was no exaggeration.

Xu Xin put it directly around his neck, closed his eyes, and went through a few routine movements, suddenly punching and kicking.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" Two quick strikes, retracted instantly; the movements were extremely fast.

He opened his eyes and earnestly cupped his hands at Han Jingyang. "Brother, thank you. With this, I have confidence."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure. I feel like I've become a dozen years younger, back to the peak of my physical condition. Peak physical condition combined with my current experience and internal energy means I am even stronger than I was at my peak."

"Congratulations. I wish you success in avenging your grievance in advance."

Xu Xin smiled. "Thank you. But brother, does this dharma instrument have an expiration date?"

"No," Han Jingyang laughed. "That might be the biggest advantage of this type of dharma instrument. As long as it isn't damaged, it will be useful forever, unless the energy runs out for some reason."

"Energy?"

Han Jingyang thought for a moment and borrowed a term commonly used on the internet. "You can understand it as Qi, or the character Qi with the four water dots. Of course, you can also intuitively understand it as magic power. It's all the same thing, just different names."

Xu Xin laughed. "Those of us who practice martial arts still prefer the Qi with the four water dots."

"That's true. Although there is no difference in essence, it sounds like it has a sense of cultivation. I'll use that Qi with the four water dots from now on too."

"Brother, great kindness needs no thanks."

Han Jingyang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Old Xu, tell me the truth, what exactly is going on with your enemy? If—and I mean if—your enemy is someone like He Dingkun, I wouldn't mind acting in the name of justice."

Xu Xin patted Han Jingyang on the shoulder. "Brother, don't feel sorry for me. If I ask you for help and you can help me, that's a favor. If you refuse, that's your right. It doesn't affect our friendship at all, so don't get involved in this."

As he spoke, he pinched the peach wood pendant hanging around his neck. "With this, I'm sure to win. We've basically exchanged blows every year, so we know each other inside and out. It's foolproof. When I return victorious, we'll continue to eat meat and drink wine by the cupful."

"Alright!"

Although he said that, Han Jingyang was secretly muttering in his heart.

Old Xu's words sounded a bit ominous.

That was a textbook flag before going into battle.

He might just fall.

It was a pity he couldn't warn him, lest it be suspected of disrupting morale.

Forget it, I hope I'm overthinking it.

Internet memes shouldn't really be brought into reality.

People will find it annoying.

After sending Xu Xin off, Han Jingyang said to Liu Jing, "See that? This is your boss's ability. Just by going out for a meal, I can land a deal like this. One hundred thousand! A net profit of ninety-nine thousand, seven hundred and eighty. After deducting costs like utilities and rounding off the change, the net profit is still over ninety-nine thousand."

Liu Jing gave a thumbs up. "A boss is a boss; it's not something we working stiffs can compare to."

Han Jingyang snorted.

Not sincere.

She didn't even know how to properly praise someone; that expression was clearly just perfunctory.

But it didn't matter; the money was real.

In this cold world, only bright red banknotes can give me a little warmth.

No matter when, making money is absolutely correct.

For dinner, Han Jingyang treated Liu Jing to a big meal in the name of celebrating his small profit.

His family had already arrived in Qiongdao.

Going back would just be being alone anyway.

It was better to spend some quality time with Liu Jing.

Although they weren't a couple, Liu Jing was a beauty, and just looking at her was a treat, even if nothing happened.

It was just that as they ate, the atmosphere became a bit ambiguous.

After the meal, the two walked side by side on the streets of Quancheng, like a couple who had stepped out of a manga.

The man had a tall and well-proportioned figure; at one meter eighty-five, he was definitely considered very tall even on the streets of Lu Province.

Liu Jing was around one meter seventy, also tall, but with that height difference, they still looked harmonious.

A young couple with height, long legs, and good looks—the head-turning rate was definitely high.

There were even young girls secretly taking photos.

Han Jingyang wasn't a blockhead; he naturally sensed this ambiguous atmosphere.

Should he try to develop things further?

Liu Jing was really quite good.

Her figure, looks, and personality were all impeccable.

If he really married her, it would be a blessing.

It's just that starting a new relationship right after a breakup makes people feel like it's a seamless transition, which seems scummy.

Wait a little longer?

Just as he was struggling with this, Wang Zhiwei called. "Brother, where are you?"

Han Jingyang asked back, annoyed, "Something up?"

"Hehe, there is a little something."

"Is it urgent?"

"Yes, quite urgent."

"Is it about you?"

"It's a friend, it's a matter of life and death. Of course, for you, brother, it's also a big deal."

A big deal, huh.

Then it was fine.

"Go ahead."

"It's like this: a friend of mine took a nap this afternoon and suddenly fell into a coma. The hospital couldn't find any issues either. The situation is about the same as Gangzi—I mean Deng Xingang. Why don't you come take a look? The family is anxious as all hell."

"Fell into a coma just like that? Are you sure it's not a disease like a cerebral thrombosis or cerebral hemorrhage?"