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Ye Beiyuan nodded repeatedly.

"I won't tell anyone."

She said that, but she really wanted her father to know.

Ye Heng was a master of the Purple Mansion Realm, and he beat Jin Xuan to a pulp.

She wanted to let her father know that her judgment was correct, and to make him regret that the family had missed out on such a great favor.

Whenever she thinks of this, she can't help but puff out her chest, feeling a surge of pride.

However, this matter is of great importance.

A mere twenty-something-year-old with a Purple Mansion cultivation level is enough to cause a huge upheaval throughout the entire Great Xia Kingdom!

Even in the United States, with its terrifying genetic technology, it would be difficult to create such a genius.

Not to mention their genetically engineered warriors, whose potential is even lower.

Moreover, she could tell that Ye Heng didn't like dealing with these so-called high-ranking officials and martial arts masters.

Therefore, keeping this matter private is the best option to protect Ye Heng.

"Thank you both."

Jin Xuan walked dejectedly towards the Spirit Group's ward.

People were coming and going in the Spirit Group's medical area. Nurses were walking back and forth in the corridors. When they saw Jin Xuan arrive, their expressions immediately became respectful.

"Hello, Director Jin!"

Jin Xuan nodded and walked straight to Jin Hong's ward.

He pushed open the door, and Jin Hong was lying on the bed, making a voice call on his phone.

The voice on the other end of the phone was a soft, sweet woman's voice, calling him "Young Master Jin" repeatedly.

Upon seeing this scene, Jin Xuan immediately recalled how Jin Hong had committed countless evil deeds and harmed countless innocent girls over the years.

And yet, I have been protecting him all along, emboldening him.

Perhaps, being enslaved today is God's punishment!

When Jin Hong saw his father come in, he quickly hung up the phone and looked at Jin Xuan expectantly.

"Dad, what about Ye Heng? Have you already crippled him and arrested him?"

"Bring him here right now! If I don't chop him up and feed him to the dogs, I'm not a Jin!"

In the past, at this time, Jin Xuan would smile and wave his hand, letting his subordinates drag a half-dead body so he could torture it to his heart's content.

But this time, he was met with a merciless slap.

"You bastard!"

Jin Hong covered his swollen face, wondering what was wrong with his father today.

"You drugged someone's fiancée, and you still have the nerve to ask me to avenge you?"

"But...but, isn't this how it's always been?"

Jin Hong, on the contrary, felt wronged.

Snapped!

Jin Xuan slapped Jin Hong again, making the other half of his face swell up.

"If you dare say such a thing again, I'll disown you as my son!"

Jin Xuan's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't even speak.

Jin Xuan looked at the pig's head with indescribable disgust.

Unwilling to linger any longer, he slammed the door and left.

Jin Hong is definitely ruined. He's still young, so he should have another child as soon as possible.

……

Taohai Antique Street is located in the old street of Jinling City, with a bluestone road paved along a small river.

On both sides of the road, there are plane trees, a symbol of Nanjing, which provide ample shade.

Taking advantage of the shade of the tree, the merchants set up a long stretch of stalls underneath.

The stalls had everything.

Copper coins, jade artifacts, bronzes, calligraphy and paintings—you name it, they had it.

Many people passed by and asked a few questions, but the stall owner always asked for exorbitant prices.

It's from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, a priceless treasure. I'll sell it for five million since you're so lucky.

It was from last week; I just opened the package.

But there are quite a few genuine items among them, which, although not very old, are still considered rare objects.

It's the weekend, so there are quite a few people here. It's bustling and lively.

Ye Heng strolled lazily down the street, and with a glance at the items displayed by the stall owners, he could guess most of them as genuine or fake.

After walking several dozen meters, he saw a teahouse with the words "Gonglou" written on its signboard in a flamboyant style.

Inside the teahouse, there were indeed quite a few customers, chatting in twos and threes, creating a unique atmosphere.

He walked to the counter, where an old man was lying on a chair, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan, looking relaxed and carefree.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Gong Jin."

The old man opened his eyes, saw Ye Heng, and sighed inwardly, "What a fine young man!"

"Looking for Gong Jin? Is your surname Ye?" he asked.

"Yes, it's me."

"So you're Ye Heng. Old Su already told me to show you around Peach Blossom Antique Street."

Gong Jin put the palm-leaf fan aside, stood up, and looked Ye Heng over again.

"I never expected that Old Man Su would finally be willing to marry off his precious granddaughter."

Ye Heng smiled slightly: "We're not married yet."

Upon closer inspection, he noticed that Gong Jin seemed to be unwell.

"Mr. Gong, do you sometimes wake up suddenly around midnight, feeling unbearably hot all over? Does this last for about half an hour before the symptoms subside?"

Gong Jin exclaimed in surprise, "That's right! How did you know!"

He had never told anyone about this, so how did this young man know?

Ye Heng shook his head slightly and said, "Elder Gong, you're not far from death."

"Where did this brat come from? If you can't speak properly, shut up!" A female voice came from beside her.

Ye Heng turned his head and saw a girl.

He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. The angry rebuke he had just uttered still lingered in the air as he turned the corner of the carved wooden staircase in the teahouse.

She wore two meticulously styled buns, each secured with a hair tie adorned with a small pearl on either side of her head.

She wore a moon-white three-quarter sleeve asymmetrical top, and instead of a traditional black skirt, she wore a dark blue A-line mini skirt that reached just above her knees, revealing her calves encased in white ankle socks and black patent leather Mary Jane shoes.

At first glance, she does resemble a female student from the Republican era.

She quickly walked to Gong Jin's side, grabbed one of his arms, and stared at Ye Heng with wide, almond-shaped eyes.

"My grandpa is in excellent health! If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll glue your mouth shut!"

"Yichu, don't be rude!" Gong Jin frowned.

Gong Yichu was furious. She had clearly spoken up for her grandfather, but she was still scolded.

Her eyes looked pitiful.

"Grandpa, he's cursing you!"

"I said that because I could tell that Elder Gong has been suffering from various ailments lately," Ye Heng explained.

"Pah! I think you're the one suffering from illness! You look about my age, so why are you acting like one of those quacks, pretending to be a miracle doctor to swindle people!"

Gong Yichu hates these kinds of liars the most.

My grandfather enjoys collecting antiques, but his expertise is limited, and he's often been cheated.

And the people who lied to him were his acquaintances!

In the end, not only did he lose his money, but he also lost his old friend of more than ten years.

Ye Heng said helplessly, "I'm not a fraud, I really do know some medical skills."

He was also somewhat troubled, as these people always assumed he didn't know anything about medicine just because he was young.

Is it his fault that he has talent?

Gong Jin nodded and said, "That's right, I think Ye Heng is capable."

To be able to spot his problems with just one glance is something that most people can't do.

Gong Yichu immediately became anxious. Every time her grandfather was deceived before, he always made solemn promises, and what was the result?

"Grandpa, have you forgotten how you were tricked before?"

"this……"

After his granddaughter said that, Gong Jin hesitated.

Ye Heng was introduced by Su Changhong.

It can't be a scam, right?

But those who deceived him before were all friends he had known for decades!

In the face of money, these friendships vanished in an instant.