Yun Chuxue hung up the phone, her face flushed with embarrassment.
She really couldn't stand Ye Kunlun's teasing, and coupled with not having seen him for a while, she feared that if Ye Kunlun continued, she might...
Zhuge Chu turned his gaze elsewhere.
Ye Kunlun put away his phone, glanced at Zhuge Chu, who was looking around, and said to him, "You go to Qingcheng yourself."
If the Changsun family made a move, Zhuge Chu could still handle it. After all, he was a descendant of Qimen Dunjia.
In Qingcheng, dealing with some minor characters should not be a problem.
"After the matter is settled, I will visit the Zhuge family to see the Xuangui Well you mentioned."
Before Zhuge Chu could respond, Ye Kunlun added.
Zhuge Chu, who was about to speak, changed his words upon hearing Ye Kunlun's statement.
"Boss, are you serious?" Zhuge Chu leaned forward, his eyes bright with anticipation.
Since he had mentioned the Xuangui Well last time, Ye Kunlun had not brought it up again.
He had originally thought Ye Kunlun had forgotten about it.
"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" Ye Kunlun looked at the excited Zhuge Chu. "The premise is that you handle the matter well."
Zhuge Chu patted his chest and assured Ye Kunlun, "Isn't it just the Changsun family? No matter how capable Changsun Che is, I have a way to deal with him. Don't worry, boss!"
"What did you tell me before?" Ye Kunlun looked at the confident Zhuge Chu with a half-smile. "You said the Changsun family was not to be trifled with."
"Ahem."
Zhuge Chu coughed twice and chuckled, "As long as the boss says the word, I'll do it."
"The people from Xin Xin Gold Shop are in Qingcheng, you should leave immediately."
Ye Kunlun thought for a moment, then called Wudao in. "Wudao, you go back to Qingcheng with Zhuge Chu. Anyone who tries to get their hands on the gold mine, whether it's one of the seven great families from the capital or anyone else, show no mercy!"
Ye Kunlun's voice carried a hint of killing intent, and both Wudao and Zhuge Chu shivered.
"Yes!"
Ring, ring—
As soon as the two left, Ye Kunlun's phone rang.
"Hello, Mr. Ye, do you have time today?" Qian Rourou's voice sounded on the phone.
"What can I do for you, Miss Qian?" Ye Kunlun asked, not answering directly.
Qian Rourou replied a bit shyly, "It's like this, my grandfather's 70th birthday is next month. I'm planning to pick out an antique for him. However, neither Xiao Meng nor I know much about antiques, so I was hoping to trouble Mr. Ye to pick one out with me."
Then, Qian Rourou paused, "If Mr. Ye doesn't have time, it's fine."
Ye Kunlun thought for a moment and asked, "Where?"
Qian Rourou was stunned for a moment, not expecting Ye Kunlun to agree. She quickly said happily, "It's here on Antique Street. Shall I wait for you at the east entrance of Antique Street?"
"Okay, see you later!"
After hanging up the phone, Ye Kunlun left the Wujianyu.
The reason he was going to Antique Street was to browse and see if he could find an item for a ritual.
He wanted to try and remove the curse power from Wuling Xiang's body.
Half an hour later, Ye Kunlun saw Qian Rourou and Liu Meng drinking milk tea at the east entrance of Antique Street.
"Mr. Ye, here you go."
Qian Rourou handed Ye Kunlun a cup of milk tea. "I don't know what flavor you like, so I ordered you a cup of fruit tea."
Liu Meng complained from the side, "Rourou queued for a long time. You have no idea how popular this place is now."
"Thank you."
Ye Kunlun took it and asked, "I don't know much about Antique Street. Do you have any recommended shops?"
"Sir, shall we walk around the street first? Perhaps we can find something interesting?"
Qian Rourou asked for Ye Kunlun's opinion.
"Let's go."
Ye Kunlun also thought about browsing casually, but it was probably difficult to find treasures these days.
"My lords, I have old items collected from the countryside here. Would you like to take a look?"
A middle-aged man with a goatee, seeing Ye Kunlun and the two women, his eyes lit up.
He sat here every day watching the tourists come and go, and he could tell at a glance what kind of person was a "fat sheep."
Ye Kunlun and the two women were young, especially Qian Rourou and Liu Meng, who looked like they came from wealthy families.
Qian Rourou was indeed attracted. Looking at the dozen or so items displayed on the stall, she couldn't help but ask, "Boss, do you have anything here suitable for the elderly? My grandfather is celebrating his 70th birthday, and I want to pick something out for him as a birthday gift."
"Young lady, you've come to the right place. I just got a Ruyi scepter from the countryside, take a look."
Saying that, the goatee man took out a rosewood box from the side and opened it with a click.
Although the Ruyi scepter was beautiful, Qian Rourou didn't know its value.
She glanced at Ye Kunlun and saw that his expression was indifferent, so she knew this Ruyi scepter was a piece of craftsmanship.
She shook her head and smiled apologetically, "Boss, do you have anything else..."
"Let's go over there and have a look."
Ye Kunlun said lightly.
Ye Kunlun had no interest in the pile of modern crafts in front of the stall.
"Oh, it seems young sir is a connoisseur?" The goatee man sized up Ye Kunlun and said with a smile.
"What?" Ye Kunlun looked at him indifferently. "You have a pile of modern crafts in front of you, and we can't leave?"
The goatee man stroked his beard and chuckled, "Since young sir is a connoisseur, then I'll speak plainly. I happen to have a new batch of goods, are you interested?"
Ye Kunlun naturally knew what the "new goods" the goatee man was referring to.
To remove the curse from Wuling Xiang's body, the new goods that would come out later would be more effective, provided they were also ritualistic items.
"I think you're a scammer."
Liu Meng said straightforwardly.
The goatee man was not annoyed, and chuckled, "In Antique Street, business is done by mutual consent. Young lady, don't speak carelessly."
"Lead the way."
Ye Kunlun said.
"Alright, the three of you follow me."
The goatee man shouted, waved his hand, and swept up the dozen or so items on the stall.
Hearing the clanging sound, Qian Rourou couldn't help but laugh.
They were indeed a pile of worthless trinkets.
A few minutes later, Ye Kunlun and the two women followed the goatee man through an alley and arrived in front of a siheyuan.
"Wanbao Zhai."
Qian Rourou read the three characters on the plaque at the door softly, "So this is Wanbao Zhai. I heard my friends mention it."
The goatee man chuckled, "All the good things in Antique Street are in Wanbao Zhai."
Saying that, the goatee man pushed the door open and walked in.
"Hu San, why are you here again?"
A displeased voice came from inside. "Believe it or not, if you try to scheme against our Wanbao Zhai again, I'll have someone break both your legs?"
Hu San chuckled, "Second Master, aren't I bringing you distinguished guests?"