The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

45: Chapter 45 Warrior Liu JingHan Jingyang dialed Shen Yuhai’s phone number and got straight to the point: ”Old Shen, do me a favor. Get me some personal information.”

”Whose?”

”He Dingkun’s.”

”Why?”

”I think he’s tired of living.”

”...” Shen Yuhai was silent for a moment. ”Brother, in my position, I definitely cannot break the law. So, I have to say I’m sorry; I can’t help you with this. Besides, Quancheng is full of capable people; there’s no need to come to me for such a small matter.”

Han Jingyang instantly understood what Shen Yuhai meant.

Because of his job, Shen Yuhai couldn’t directly disclose He Dingkun’s personal information, even though He Dingkun wasn’t a good person.

However, he was subtly reminding him that there were other people in Quancheng who did this kind of thing.

They were likely the type of characters who were information brokers.

From ancient times to the present, such characters have been active in every corner of society and every industry. In the antique trade, these people are called ’pinfeng’ (middlemen). The person who led him to Old Hu earlier, Chen Zhibin, was one of them.

Understanding this, he said: ”In that case, I won’t bother you anymore.”

A moment later, Shen Lele received a text message. She pouted and walked up to Han Jingyang, thrusting her arm out in front of his face: ”This is for you.”

A name and a mobile number.

Han Jingyang quickly wrote it down and said to Shen Lele: ”Remember to delete it.”

Shen Lele rolled her eyes: ”I don’t need you to tell me that.”

Han Jingyang ignored the young girl’s mood, saved the number, and dialed it: ”Boss Chen Xiaoming? I need a detailed personal dossier. A local snake of Quancheng, a ruthless character. Do you take the job?”

”How ruthless?”

”He Dingkun.”

”How detailed do you need it?”

”His daily activity routes for the next three days, as well as the location of his ancestral grave.”

”300,000, with a 100,000 deposit.”

”Good.”

Han Jingyang really liked this way of communicating—simple and direct, without a single word of nonsense, and no prying into unnecessary matters.

It was just a little expensive.

300,000.

Many people couldn’t earn that much in a year even if they didn’t eat or drink.

And there was also the 100,000 deposit.

What is a deposit?

A non-refundable deposit is not the same as a booking fee.

A non-refundable deposit means it won’t be returned whether the task succeeds or fails.

People without enough strength would get cold feet upon hearing about this 100,000 non-refundable deposit, fearing they might be scammed.

Han Jingyang, however, wasn’t worried at all. This was someone recommended by Shen Yuhai, so they had to be reliable.

Even if this person really dared to scam him, he had ways to settle the score later.

So, upon receiving the bank account number from Chen Xiaoming, he transferred the money directly.

Chen Xiaoming only replied with one sentence: ”Wait for my news.”

Han Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief and said to Liu Jing and Shen Lele: ”Work is over. Go home early. Tomorrow is a day off, and we’re off for three days straight.”

Liu Jing, however, became unusually quiet: ”Boss, take me with you.”

”You?”

”Yes, I can help.”

”What kind of help?”

”I’m quite good at fighting.”

”?”

Liu Jing nodded seriously: ”Although I don’t know what’s going on, I’m really very strong now.”

”How strong?”

”Stronger than He Dingkun’s bodyguards, and I use a blade.”

Han Jingyang understood instantly.

In real combat, hand-to-hand fighting and weapon fighting are two completely different types of combat. Using a weapon in a real fight meant that one strike would either kill or maim; it was quite lethal, and there was absolutely no room for mercy, because one slip could cost a life.

For Liu Jing to say this, it could only prove that she had truly gained some insight.

But the question was, how was that possible?

Before this, Liu Jing was just an ordinary girl. Besides being pretty, her only other merit was being able to talk.

Could it be that the ”Guan Gong Possession” skill wasn’t just a temporary buff, but also carried a permanent enhancement effect?

If that was really the case, he had truly hit the jackpot.

But as it happened, he really lacked a character like this to help him draw fire.

To borrow game terminology, he was a warlock, and having a warrior to help him draw aggro was the only way to maximize his killing power.

So he didn’t insist and nodded: ”Okay.”

Shen Lele, however, got anxious: ”Are you even a man? How can you let Sister Jingjing follow you into danger? If you want to court death, that’s your business, but don’t drag Sister Jingjing into it!”

Han Jingyang glanced at Shen Lele without saying a word.

There was nothing to say to a child like this.

It wasn’t like he had nothing better to do.

Therefore, he said directly to Liu Jing: ”Take her home first, and then meet here. I should be at Jingpin Tianxia.”

”Okay,” Liu Jing nodded and said to Shen Lele: ”Pack up your things, work is over.”

”Sister Jingjing~”

”Behave!”

When Liu Jing put on a stern face, Shen Lele instantly lost her temper and could only leave with Liu Jing.

After Liu Jing left, Han Jingyang called Zhou Yucheng: ”Old Zhou, I’m going to your shop to pick out a batch of goods. I need them urgently. Put it on my tab.”

Zhou Yucheng agreed without hesitation: ”I’ll let Manager Wang know.”

”Thanks.”

”You’re welcome. You saved my whole family. Let alone picking out a few things, I wouldn’t have any objections even if you cleared out the shop.”

”Don’t bother with these pleasantries right now; I have an urgent matter.”

”Okay, go straight there. The safe and the warehouse are both open to you.”

When Han Jingyang arrived at Jingpin Tianxia, Manager Wang was already waiting at the entrance, but his expression was very unpleasant. Clearly, he had no good feelings toward Han Jingyang, this charlatan.

But Han Jingyang didn’t care at all.

He was a man who did big things; why would he be interested in bickering with such a small character?

Slapping faces and acting tough?

There was no satisfaction in slapping the face of such a small fry.

By comparison, he preferred slapping the old face of someone like He Dingkun.

He could be certain of one thing: He Dingkun’s original intention wasn’t to have a falling out with him, but rather to ask for his help. He just used the wrong method, wanting to use his powerful aura and intimidation to scare him, and then make his request.

He Dingkun himself had said that this was his inherent style of doing things.

But clearly, He Dingkun hadn’t expected that he wouldn’t buy into that at all. It was like a needle against a wheat awn; neither was willing to show weakness, which was why they had become enemies.

He didn’t want to be at odds with someone like He Dingkun.

But he was even less willing to grovel before someone like He Dingkun.

In a word, where there is oppression, there is resistance.

He Dingkun wanted to use his power to suppress others.

He simply wouldn’t buy it, and he wanted even more to drag the high-and-mighty He Dingkun down, smash him onto the ground, and stomp on him a few times.

Fine, that was a childish mentality.

His real thought was actually very simple—kill He Dingkun.

Just for self-preservation.

Going to Zhou Yucheng’s shop to hunt for treasure was simply because he wanted to find some more powerful items.

Whether for offense or defense, he needed more powerful items and skills.

This was also the source of his courage to face He Dingkun’s threats directly.

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At the same time Han Jingyang arrived at Jingpin Tianxia.

He Dingkun was on his way back.

Sitting in the back row, he sneered: ”That Han fellow doesn’t know what’s good for him. Arrange a premium package for him and teach him a lesson. Hmph, I’m just old, not dead. I haven’t appeared in a few years, and even a little charlatan like this dares to bare his fangs at me.”

The woman in sportswear driving the car said in a deep voice: ”Lord Kun, Han Jingyang is not an ordinary charlatan; he has real skills.”

”I know. In just a few days, he saved two old ladies who were on the verge of death. He couldn’t have done that without real ability. But so what? There are plenty of capable people in this world. If they can’t be used by me, what’s the point of having ability?”

”What if he has a trump card...”

”I have one too.”