Only I Have the Law: A Realistic Cultivation Game

Chapter 73 My Eyes Are My Ruler! (Please Subscribe) (3/10)

"Challenge them?"

Are you out of your mind?

"You're running wild here so early in the morning?"

"My master is eighty-nine years old this year, how old are you? You're not just challenging me, you're trying to scam me!"

"Get out of here! Don't delay our medical treatment!"

Master Ma's several strong disciples stepped forward and shouted at "Madman of Xicheng," preventing him from approaching the long table.

"Is the master eighty-nine years old this year?"

The "Madman of Xicheng" completely ignored his disciples and just looked at Master Ma with a smile. "Judging from Master Ma's appearance, he looks to be in his fifties at most."

Is Changchun Gong really that miraculous? Can it prolong life and reverse aging?

Master Ma stroked his beard upon hearing this, and his kind smile returned to his face. "Young brother, you jest. There's no such thing as rejuvenation. It's just that I've practiced martial arts for many years, so my body is a bit stronger than the average person."

"Yeah?"

"The Madman of Wuxi" stepped forward, his gaze fixed intently on Master Ma's eyes. "That's perfect. I practice MMA, so let's have a simple spar, nothing more, how about it?"

"fart!"

Master Ma's apprentice's face darkened, and he reached out to push "The Madman of Xicheng".

The "Madman of Xicheng" neither dodged nor flinched, but instead straightened his chest and met the attack head-on. "What, you want to fight?"

Come on, let's get started! I'm just worried about not having any material!

The young men behind him carrying equipment immediately shoved their cameras in his face.

At this moment, Master Ma waved his hand, signaling his disciples to step back.

He slowly stood up and looked at the "Madman of Tin City" with a kind and benevolent expression.

"Young man, the Everlasting Spring Kung Fu I practice is for strengthening the body and cultivating the mind, not for fighting. Besides, you're a young and strong man, while I'm almost ninety years old. How could I possibly fight you?"

"Stop bragging!"

"The Madman of Xicheng" scoffed: "Looking like you, if you're over sixty, I'll take your surname! And you keep talking about being ninety? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Seeing Master Ma being criticized, the elderly people standing by couldn't stand it anymore.

"What's wrong with you?!"

An elderly woman in a dark red tracksuit stepped forward, pointed at "Wuxi Madman's" nose, and yelled, "Master Ma is so old, how dare you lay a hand on him? Don't you have any respect for the elderly?"

"that is!"

Another elderly man wearing gold-rimmed glasses chimed in, "Master Ma is here to treat us for free, not charging a single penny. What are you up to by causing trouble here?"

"These young people nowadays, they're all neglecting their studies, spending all their time doing live streams online, just trying to attract attention!"

"Let's go quickly, don't delay Master Ma from treating us!"

"Get out of here right now, or we'll call the police!"

The old men and women all chimed in, pointing the finger at the "Madman of Wuxi".

What do you mean by free medical care?

"The Madman of Wuxi" sneered, pointing to the boxes of Changchun tea on the table next to him. "What's this stuff? Free medical treatment, and now they're selling tea? And a box costs two thousand eight hundred yuan, is it mixed with premium Biluochun tea?"

"What do you know? That's Changchun tea!"

The old lady in sportswear said angrily, "Master Ma used dozens of precious medicinal herbs to make this, and our health has indeed improved after drinking it!"

"We're happy to spend money on our health, what's it to you?"

"Exactly! I drank it for half a month, and my blood pressure went down!"

"My chronic back pain is much better!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"————"

The elderly men and women gathered around, pointing and commenting on the "Madman of Wuxi".

The "Madman of Xicheng" was almost drowned in spittle.

Just then, a clear and resonant voice came from outside the crowd.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a tall, handsome young man parting the crowd, walking quickly to the long table, and taking a box of Changchun tea from the table.

"What are you doing?"

One of Master Ma's apprentices frowned and scolded him.

The person who arrived was Xu Zhiyi.

He smiled and said, "Weren't you arguing about which medicinal herbs were used here? I happen to know a little about this, so I came over to help you identify them."

After saying that, he opened the box and took out a tea bag, which he then tore open.

Master Ma's eyelids twitched suddenly upon seeing this.

The apprentices nearby also changed their expressions drastically and rushed forward to snatch it.

"Who gave you permission to take our things?"

"You're robbing me!"

At this moment, the "Madman of Xicheng" also recognized Xu Zhiyi and hurriedly stepped forward to stop Master Ma's disciples, laughing loudly: "If you have nothing to hide, why are you in such a hurry?"

At worst, I'll buy this box of Changchun tea!

I think the uncles and aunties here are also curious to see what kind of medicinal herbs are in this Changchun tea, right?

As he spoke, Xu Zhiyi poured the medicinal herbs from the tea bag into her palm, then held up the individual herb fragments in front of everyone.

"Everyone, watch carefully!"

"This is yellow maca from Yunnan, which costs 25-40 yuan per kilogram in the market."

"These are mint leaves, 6.5 yuan per pound!"

"These are chrysanthemums, scraps from Hangzhou white chrysanthemums, worth at most 20 yuan per jin (500g)."

"These are fragments of American ginseng, produced in Changbai Mountain. They cost only about 100 yuan per kilogram."

"And this, cassia seed, honeysuckle, licorice, astragalus, dried tangerine peel—these are all very common Chinese medicinal herbs, the kind that are sold by weight in Chinese medicine shops."

With each word he uttered, the expressions of the elderly men and women present changed.

Master Ma and his disciples looked extremely grim.

"You—you're talking nonsense!"

One of the apprentices jumped out, glaring at Xu Zhiyi, and said, "What do you know about medicinal herbs? You're just a little brat who hasn't even grown his first hair, and you dare to point fingers here?"

Xu Zhiyi ignored him, looked around at the elderly men and women, and said earnestly, "If you believe me, you can take this tea bag to any traditional Chinese medicine shop right now and ask if what I said is true or false!"

The elderly people looked at each other, and murmurs began to rise.

"Didn't they say it contained Tian Shan snow lotus?"

"I recognize those black goji berries, as well as cassia seeds and astragalus —"

"Wait a minute, if what this young man says is true, then isn't Master Ma lying?"

"Impossible, right? Master Ma is such a good person—"

The old woman who had just bought tea frowned, looking incredulous, and glared at Xu Zhiyi, saying, "What are you trying to do, young man? Master Ma is a good person, don't talk nonsense!"

Xu Zhiyi looked at the old woman and asked, "Grandma, how much is your monthly pension?"

The old woman paused for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "Five thousand two—why are you asking that?"

"...

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"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you, do you think it's expensive to spend 2,800 yuan on a box of nourishing tea that costs less than 50 yuan to make and can be bought everywhere?"

The old woman opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.

The elderly people around looked at each other and whispered among themselves.

"Bullshit!"

At this moment, one of the hot-tempered disciples finally couldn't hold back any longer and raised his hand to slap Xu Zhiyi across the face, saying, "Who told you our cost was less than fifty yuan?"

"Snapped!"

Xu Zhiyi reached out and grabbed his wrist.

I only used a little force.

The guy screamed in pain, then his knees buckled and he knelt down.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Let go!"

The "Madman of Xicheng" standing to the side had his eyes light up and looked at Xu Zhiyi's target with a bit more surprise.

Xu Zhiyi looked at Master Ma.

At this point, the "master" finally couldn't sit still any longer.

He stood up, staring at Xu Zhiyi and "The Madman of Xicheng" with a sinister expression.

"Are you here today deliberately to cause trouble?"

"You're incredibly bold!"

Xu Zhiyi said coldly, "You dare to sell something that costs less than 30 yuan for 2,800! Do you really think no one will notice? Or are you trying to make a quick buck and run away?"

Master Ma's eyes narrowed.

Xu Zhiyi really hit the nail on the head.

They planned for two or three months, offering various free medical consultations and kung fu lessons, all to gain the trust of these elderly people, and finally make a fortune off Changchun tea before disappearing.

Move to a different city and start over.

They were a gang, and they had done similar things many times before.

I never expected that I would be exposed on the spot this time!

He stared at Xu Zhiyi and said in a deep voice, "Young man, if you suspect there's something wrong with the Changchun tea, you can have it tested, but don't spout nonsense and make baseless accusations without evidence!"

"You want evidence?"

Xu Zhiyi smiled, glancing behind Master Ma. "Look, the evidence is here!"

Master Ma subconsciously looked back.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes walked briskly over; it was Xiaoyuanzi's father.

He was followed by five or six uniformed police officers.

The moment Master Ma saw the police, his face turned deathly pale.

His disciples also changed color, and two of them even turned and ran away.

However, police had already been deployed around the square, and they were pinned to the ground as soon as they ran a few steps.

Qin Peng walked into the crowd, took out a document from his pocket, and said, "Ma Guoliang, right? You are suspected of producing and selling counterfeit and shoddy products and defrauding the elderly!"

Come with us!

Master Ma and his disciples looked ashen-faced.

Some elderly people, still confused, stepped forward and asked, "Officers, are you sure you haven't made a mistake? Master Ma is a good person; he's almost ninety and still doing free medical consultations—"

Qin Peng said irritably, "He's only fifty-six this year, where did he get the ninety from!"

"Depend on!"

"The Madman of Xicheng" shouted, "Brothers in the live stream, did you all hear that? I told you he couldn't be more than sixty! My eyes are like a ruler; I can tell his age at a glance!"

It wasn't until then that the elderly people around them finally understood.

"They really are scammers!"

"I just bought two boxes, they cost 2,800 yuan a box!"

"I bought three boxes!"

"No, we have to get their money back!"

"Yes, refund!"

"Give me my money back! You're not leaving until you get your money back!"