The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

325: Chapter 325 What are you waiting for?Han Jingyang said this, looking at the female faces frantically pouncing toward Shi Xiaoya: ”They will also vanish into thin air, completely escaping the torture of a pervert like you.”

”I am not a pervert!”

”You are.”

”I am not!”

Lyu Zhiqiang’s voice grew higher and higher, his tone becoming increasingly irritable, his expression gradually losing control, and a fierce glint shone in his small, triangular eyes.

This was because Han Jingyang had touched his sore spot.

Han Jingyang remained smiling: ”You are a pervert, whether you admit it or not, you are a complete and utter pervert. If you had only targeted Sun Qian and the people of the Sun and Zhou families, I might have barely been able to consider you a man who distinguishes between gratitude and grudges. But from the very beginning, you were bent on killing the innocent. There are far too many women here who have no grudges against you at all. You just killed them because their looks were somewhat similar to the daughters of your enemies as described by your mother, and then you imprisoned their primordial spirits in your works, refining them into Wraiths overflowing with resentment!”

Lyu Zhiqiang suddenly stretched his neck and hissed sternly at Han Jingyang: ”I am not!”

Han Jingyang shook his head: ”Whether you are a pervert or not, actually, these women who have accompanied you for many years have the most say.”

Saying this, a trace of pity appeared on his face: ”I won’t kill you directly. I will knock you down, then cripple your cultivation technique, and give these poor women a chance to take revenge.”

Lyu Zhiqiang’s expression changed drastically: ”You can’t do it!”

”No, I can do it,” Han Jingyang’s smile became even brighter: ”You know, I can do it. I can suppress the strongest dharma instrument in your hands, which is the oil painting of Dou Dous Mother. I can also extinguish the Wraiths of Dou Dous Mother possessing Dou Dou. Not only can I extinguish the Wraiths of Dou Dous Mother, but I can also eliminate the resentment while preserving a trace of Dou Dous Mothers true spirit. Tell me, can I do it or not?”

Lyu Zhiqiang’s expression changed again: ”You, you, I have sixty-eight powerful Wraiths here. You, even if you are very powerful, it will take a very long time to extinguish them one by one. Your magical power will definitely not be enough!”

Han Jingyang shook his head: ”That’s why I say someone like you is just a pure pervert who knows nothing. I just wanted to give them a chance to take revenge personally. Otherwise, I could have turned them all into dust in one move. Not enough magical power? Hehehe, you’re talking about magical power to someone like me who is famous for using dharma instruments? Ridiculous.”

Lyu Zhiqiang’s expression became even uglier, turning green then red, but after a moment, he relaxed: ”Han Jingyang, let’s make a deal.”

”Oh?”

”I will trade all my assets, collections, and cultivation techniques for my life. How about it?”

Han Jingyang raised an eyebrow: ”Do you think that’s possible?”

Lyu Zhiqiang nodded confidently, like a businessman with a plan: ”If you kill me, you will only reap a bunch of empty thanks, and at most some scattered local specialties and a few thousand in gratitude fees. But my assets have long exceeded one billion, and they are almost all anonymous digital currency, nominee shares, cash, gold bars, antiques, and dharma instruments. You can use them once you take them.”

Han Jingyang looked at Lyu Zhiqiang as if he were an idiot: ”If I kill you, I can still take these things.”

”No, you can’t take them. I have them all stored in the bank.”

”In the bank?”

”Yes, in the bank. How could I be stupid enough to store these things at home? Do you think I’m some brainless person like Zhou Jinhua?”

Han Jingyang looked at Lyu Zhiqiang quietly: ”Actually, I am more curious about your growth journey. Supposedly you are also a genius. Your skills are almost all self-taught, including oil painting. If you had cultivated seriously or painted oil paintings seriously, you could have become a master-level existence. But you chose to go down such a path. Honestly, it’s such a pity. I saw your paintings, the level is extremely high. If you focused on painting, you would definitely become a world-famous oil painter. At your age, you could even be considered a young talent in the oil painting circle. So, you should talk about your past.”

”You really want to hear it?” Lyu Zhiqiang was stunned, looking at Han Jingyang, feeling extremely fortunate in his heart.

What is this? A pillow just as I’m feeling sleepy.

I was just wondering how to delay time, and Han Jingyang actually offered to help. It’s simply... heaven is helping me.

Lyu Zhiqiang suppressed his inner ecstasy and squeezed some sadness onto his face: ”This has to start from my mother. Ever since I can remember, my mother talked to me every day about things in Shen Village, saying how our family was bullied by the Zhou family, the Sun family, and others, saying how my father, grandfather, and grandmother were killed by the Sun and Zhou families, saying how she went through thousands of hardships to escape from Shen Village, talking about many things from the past, and even took out a secret manual for me to cultivate, telling me to avenge my father, grandfather, and grandmother when I grow up.”

Lyu Zhiqiang began to slowly recount the things that happened when he was a child, including being bullied at school, telling it very carefully.

At first, there was still the intention of delaying time. But later on, the more he talked, the more immersed he became. His expression changed constantly with the content of the story, sometimes gnashing his teeth, sometimes heartbroken, sometimes bewildered and lost, sometimes filled with sorrow and anger, very immersed.

Han Jingyang also listened very carefully.

After talking for a full twenty minutes, Lyu Zhiqiang suddenly stopped: ”Han Jingyang, do you know why I talked so much?”

Han Jingyang shook his head.

Lyu Zhiqiang suddenly burst into laughter: ”Because I am waiting.”

Han Jingyang stared at Lyu Zhiqiang’s smug smile and raised an eyebrow: ”What a coincidence, I am also waiting.”

”Hmm?” Lyu Zhiqiang was stunned: ”I am waiting for reinforcements. What are you waiting for?”

”That’s even more of a coincidence,” the smile on Han Jingyang’s face slowly bloomed: ”I am also waiting for reinforcements.”

Lyu Zhiqiang’s expression changed slightly: ”What do you mean?”

Han Jingyang said with a chuckle: ”Did you think I didn’t know about your little schemes? However, your little schemes played right into my hands. I also wanted to see if there were any others behind you. I didn’t expect there really were. I’d like to see who your reinforcements are.”

Lyu Zhiqiang’s expression turned gloomy: ”Han Jingyang, don’t be smug. The ones coming are real experts, the kind who killed their way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Do you think you have victory in the bag?”

Han Jingyang nodded sincerely: ”Yes, I have absolute confidence in victory. Otherwise, I wouldn’t joke with my own life and the lives of my women.”

”You, you...” Lyu Zhiqiang was angry and anxious, but didn’t know how to refute, so he could only take out his phone and send a voice message: ”Brother Zhang, Little Brother Zhang, come out.”

Soon, two more people came up the stairs.

One old man, one young man.

Both were wearing white long robes, both had long hair, styled in a Cu Mawei, quite artistic, and even their temperaments were very similar.

And both of them were holding a sword. Only one was long and one was short.

The long sword was as tall as a person, about 1.8 meters long, the hilt alone was over thirty centimeters, it was a standard two-handed long sword.

The short sword was only an arm’s length, over sixty centimeters, but the blade was quite thick, looking very sturdy, the sword spine was more pronounced, so the shape was a bit similar to a mace, more than enough for smashing people, and it was much heavier than the long sword, with a great sense of weight.

The two-handed long sword was in the old man’s hands. The heavy short sword was in the young man’s hands.

The young man was in front, the old man behind, one in front and one behind, the spacing and positioning were controlled extremely well, one look and you could tell they were old partners who were good at joint attack techniques.

The young man blocked the stairs, directly drew the short sword, and set his stance: ”Mr. Han, Han Jingyang, I have long admired your name and have been waiting for a long time. Zhang Chaoyue invites you to die!”

The old man also slowly drew his long sword and pointed it at Han Jingyang: ”Zhang Ying!”

Lyu Zhiqiang laughed out loud twice: ”Han Jingyang, what else do you have to say now? Just obediently accept your death. Don’t worry, after you die, I will take good care of those delicate little beauties around you, especially those four stunning sisters you just took in, hehehe...”