Chapter 85 Where Did You Learn Your Flirting Skills?

Su Yang walked into the cave, took a few turns, and arrived at a pool of water.

"Hei Zi, go down and get it."

"Yes, Brother Yang!"

Jiang Hei jumped into the pool without hesitation, swam to the bottom, and brought up a heavy box.

Zong Ze took it and opened it. It was indeed the dragon head.

"Hahaha, little brother, you've made a great contribution this time!"

Su Yang examined the dragon head and found a tattered sheepskin scroll inside.

Upon opening it, he saw small seal script, recording one of Qin Shi Huang's maps for eternal life, which he pursued for immortality.

This sheepskin scroll did not seem complete, and there were likely other maps for eternal life in someone else's possession.

"Brother Zong, I'll take this."

"Suit yourself. Anyway, the supreme being in the capital only wants the dragon head."

Zong Ze didn't care at all, especially since he couldn't understand the characters.

Su Yang put away the map for eternal life, and the group walked out of the cave.

"Director, what about these people?"

Hearing his subordinate's question, Zong Ze glanced at the people brought by Ding Bowen and Liu Heng.

"Little brother, how do you think they should be punished?"

Zong Ze intended to test Su Yang's response.

The group was filled with fear, but no one knelt to beg for mercy.

"They didn't attack just now. The soldiers from the Construction Bureau can be punished by Director Zhou himself. As for the bodyguards, they should be dismissed!"

"Alright, I'll do as you say!"

Zong Ze waved his hand, signaling for the soldiers brought by Ding Bowen to be sent back, and for Zhou Budao to handle them himself.

Then, carrying the dragon head and the dozen or so boxes of cultural relics, he returned to Songhai.

...

On the ship.

Everyone was counting the numbers.

Zong Ze said gravely, "Thirteen dead from the Security Bureau, and over thirty injured."

Bai Zhanchen's face was ashen, "My Bai family's bodyguards are almost all dead."

"Brother Yang, Lu Qi's men who were brought in had few casualties, only a handful."

Su Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Lai Jianyuan, leading the Security Bureau, had borne the brunt of the attack and suffered heavy losses.

"Contact Lu Qi and have him handle the aftermath properly!"

"Yes, Brother Yang!"

After counting the casualties, Zong Ze said, "I don't have the authority to distribute the cultural relics to you, but you can take the opportunity to seize the businesses of Ding Bowen, Liu Heng, and Wang Jinlong."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhanchen was overjoyed. He had risked his life to follow Su Yang precisely to find a powerful backer and develop his family.

Although his subordinates were almost all gone, Ding Bowen and the others had many businesses. With a little investment to reorganize them, he would earn much more in the future.

"Young Master Su, the Liu family is one of the four great families. Liu Heng's secret collusion with Ding Bowen to attempt to kill Director Zong is a crime enough to make the Liu family disappear."

"The Liu family has developed for many years and possesses astonishing wealth. Young Master Su can take this opportunity to raid their assets!"

Bai Zhanchen was not blinded by victory. He selected some businesses to target, leaving the majority for Su Yang.

"Okay, I'll have someone handle it later!"

Songhai Wharf.

As soon as Su Yang and his group disembarked, they saw people from the Cultural Relics Association waiting.

This time, it was the twin sisters Duan Xiaoliu and Duan Xiaoqi.

Both sisters wore pigtails, the same clothing, and were the same height.

"Director Zong, Mr. Su, thank you for your hard work. We are here to take over the cultural relics."

Zong Ze was troubled, "Are you Xiaoliu or Xiaoqi?"

"Guess."

Su Yang pointed at the girl who spoke, "Are you Xiaoliu?"

"Oh? Why are you so sure I'm Xiaoliu?"

Su Yang's gaze swept back and forth between the twin sisters, "I just saw Xiaoqi this morning. Hers is a small 3, yours is a big 2, with a difference of a fingernail."

What was small 3 and big 2?

Everyone was bewildered.

The Duan sisters looked at each other, and after a while, they realized. Su Yang was referring to the size difference.

12345 corresponded to abcde.

Duan Xiaoliu's face instantly turned red, "I was born a few minutes before her, how can you be sure mine is smaller?"

"Then I don't know. Perhaps your mother deliberately took care of the younger one, giving a bit more to Xiaoqi..."

Su Yang felt like laughing. It was the first time he had seen twin sisters with such a high degree of similarity.

"Others recognize women by their scent, Mr. Su, your eyesight is truly sharp!"

Duan Xiaoqi also felt a little embarrassed and adjusted her leather jacket to cover herself.

"Hahaha, I was just teasing you. All the cultural relics, including the dragon head, are here. Please check them."

"Thank you both."

The Duan sisters waved, signaling their subordinates to come forward and inventory the number and authenticity of the cultural relics.

Several experts held thick documents and used magnifying glasses to examine the extent of damage to the items.

Everyone was performing their duties professionally!

The cultural relics were important, and a clear handover in person would prevent any misunderstandings.

Waiting was always boring, and Duan Xiaoqi was the first to break the silence.

"Mr. Su, I heard there were many Sangguo warriors on Chicken Island. Did you suffer heavy losses this time?"

"Don't mention it. Didn't you see Director Zong and Patriarch Bai's dark faces?"

Duan Xiaoqi looked over. Zong Ze and Bai Zhanchen had long faces, looking extremely sad.

"Don't worry, you two. We at the Cultural Relics Association will report truthfully, and your rewards will not be lacking."

"That's more like it."

Zong Ze and Bai Zhanchen nodded. This Duan Xiaoqi, despite her young age, was very capable.

At this moment, the people from the Cultural Relics Association had sealed the cultural relics.

"President Qi, the cultural relics have been accounted for. Shall we return now?"

"Yes, let's go!"

Duan Xiaoqi waved goodbye, "Mr. Su, I'll find you after the notification from the person in the capital is issued."

"Alright."

After the people from the Cultural Relics Association left, Zong Ze complained again, "Brother Su, the Duan girls before never paid attention to anyone, yet they chat and laugh with you. Tell me, where did you learn your skills in charming women?"

"Self-taught!"

Su Yang smiled. "This morning you said that just watching the Duan family's eldest daughter walk could make any man weak. Is that true?"

"Nonsense. Even an old man of seventy or eighty would instantly gain immense strength seeing her. What do you think?"

Zong Ze, feeling dejected, left with his subordinates in a hurry.

Bai Zhanchen hesitated to speak, but in the end, he felt too embarrassed to say it.

"Patriarch Bai, please speak your mind."

"Young Master Su, Director Zong is still somewhat displeased with this old man, after all, I was an accomplice in killing Chen Xiao back then."

"Brother Zong is fair in his dealings. The main issue is Lai Jianyuan. As long as you cooperate with me, he won't trouble you."

"Thank you, Young Master Su."

Bai Zhanchen breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Zong Ze would seek retribution later.

"By the way, Young Master Su, my granddaughter..."

"I'm tired. Hei Zi, let's go!"

Su Yang waved his hand and returned to Longpan No. 1 with Jiang Hei.

Bai Zhanchen sighed, thinking that if his granddaughter Bai XinHui could marry Su Yang, their alliance would be unbreakable.

...

Cultural Relics Association.

Located in the most prosperous area of Songhai City.

Every day, countless tourists bought tickets to view the cultural relics here.

The income from this alone accounted for one-fifth of Songhai's entire economy.

The Cultural Relics Building had a total of eighteen floors. The higher the floor, the more precious the cultural relics and the more guards there were.

In the main hall on the eighteenth floor, only a few cultural relics were displayed, making it seem somewhat empty.

In the main seat above, a woman lay diagonally, resting her head on one hand.

Duan Xiaoliu and Duan Xiaoqi walked in with boxes, "President, we have retrieved the dragon head."