The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

378: Chapter 378 RogueHan Jingyang sighed, ”You’ve talked me into a corner. Fine, I admit it.”

As he spoke, he took out the little golden bell from earlier and shook it. ”This dharma instrument is the only thing that can treat the kind of injuries you and your father have. It can only be used twice; I used it once to save you, so there’s only one use left. I intended to keep this as a precaution. In fact, I never planned to use this item at all; I was saving it for self-defense because the people around me and I are often involved in various battles, and no one can guarantee when they might get hurt. It was only because the confidential information your father provided was so valuable that I agreed to use it that one time. Do you understand now?”

Yang Yujie stared fixedly at the little golden bell in Han Jingyang’s hand, then suddenly kowtowed once more. ”Mr. Han, I... I don’t have any money, and I don’t know about any confidential information. The most valuable thing I have is myself. I... I just came of age, I’ve never been in a relationship, and I’ve never even held the hand of any man other than my father. If you are willing to save my father, I... I will be your woman, I will even work like an ox or a horse for you. I will do whatever you tell me to do.”

By the time she finished, her face was bright red, but her gaze did not waver; she would look at Han Jingyang after every kowtow.

Han Jingyang was shocked.

Was this young girl really willing to go this far?

Selling herself to save her father?

She was truly Yang Zhizhong’s own daughter.

Between the father and daughter, the father had left the chance of survival to his daughter, choosing to face death alone, while the daughter, in turn, was willing to sell her own body to save her father’s life.

One had to realize that neither Yang Zhizhong nor Yang Yujie had to make such a choice; no one would have blamed them if they had chosen otherwise.

Yet, they both made the most difficult, heroic, and great choices.

It was admirable.

He sighed and reached out to help the blood-covered Yang Yujie up. ”You’ve given me a real dilemma. However, I’m satisfied with the conditions you’ve offered. Your potential and aptitude are quite good. But before that, I need to be clear: are you sure you are really willing to sacrifice yourself?”

Yang Yujie nodded heavily and said decisively, ”I am willing.”

”You won’t regret it?”

”I won’t regret it!”

”I need to make this clear: I won’t sign any contracts or agreements with you, but the price for backing out halfway or betraying me will be something you cannot afford.”

”I will never regret it, as long as you really cure my father.”

Han Jingyang nodded slightly, said nothing more, and turned to Yang Zhizhong. He pointed at the sofa toward Cu Mawei, Chang Xiaoliang. ”Put him on it.”

Chang Xiaoliang did not dare to delay.

Yang Yujie also watched Han Jingyang’s every move with undivided attention, letting Zou Rushuang wipe the blood from her face.

Han Jingyang went through the same process again.

The dharma altar was set up anew, and the incense, candles, and offerings were replaced.

He performed the Yu Step.

He shook the bell.

He formed hand seals.

The atmosphere in the shop became even more mystical.

Just as he was about to activate the skill, a loud crash came from outside.

”Boom—”

The counter even trembled slightly.

Han Jingyang sighed.

Damn it.

He knew there would be more twists.

If he had known, he wouldn’t have tried to act cool; he should have just cured Yang Zhizhong directly and let him deal with those troubles.

Turning to look outside, he saw a motorcycle that had slammed solidly into the stone pillar at the entrance, and then more motorcycles arrived one after another, surrounding Jiguang Zhai.

Then, a burly man in his forties with a gloomy face pushed the door open and entered. His triangular eyes swept over everyone in the shop, lingered on Yang Zhizhong for a moment, and then he roared, ”Han Jingyang, you damn swindler, hand over the family heirloom you swindled from me!”

Han Jingyang sighed again. ”If you’re looking for trouble, just look for trouble. There’s no need for all this messy nonsense. After all that talk, doesn’t it all just come down to fighting? Alright, don’t say anything else, and don’t cause any destruction. I’ll fight you once to satisfy your wish.”

He paused here. ”However, life and death are up to fate. Be mentally prepared.”

The burly man’s expression froze for a moment. ”Bullshit! Are you telling stories or looking for trouble? You dare to swindle people but don’t dare to admit it—what kind of man are you? If you have the guts, confront me.”

”You? You think you’re worthy?”

”You’re fucking looking for death!”

”That depends on whether you have the ability to kill me.”

”Han Jingyang, don’t you dare make false accusations,” the burly man roared again. ”Who the fuck is fighting you? I’m here to uphold my legal rights! If you don’t compensate me, I’ll call the police. If the police don’t care, I’ll come here every day. Hmph, you swindled my family heirloom and want to pretend you don’t know anything? It’s not that simple.”

Han Jingyang rubbed his brow.

Why is it so hard to do a good deed?

It’s just taking in a woman, yet there are so many disasters; several groups of people have come in such a short time.

What is this?

Saving a life is the greatest grace; does God really have to set up so many obstacles?

A headache.

And they use such clumsy tactics.

Yet these little tricks are quite disgusting; although they have no real lethality, they must be dealt with.

If I deal with it, it’s not good to be too heavy-handed; after all, this is a society ruled by law, and one must be tactful when doing things in public, otherwise, it’s hard to explain to the public.

This is Jiguang Zhai; there are people outside and next door, and cameras everywhere. Who knows how many people are watching this side? If I act too violently, it might cause panic.

This is different from what happened on the bar street.

The series of events involving Zhang Dahai had people to clean up and cover for him, so the public couldn’t possibly know, and even if they heard rumors, they couldn’t produce any hard evidence.

But at Jiguang Zhai, in broad daylight, it is a completely different situation.

To put it bluntly, this kind of person is like a toad crawling onto one’s foot—it doesn’t bite, but it’s annoying and disgusting.

However, what is the purpose of the other party sending such a small thug?

Just to be annoying?

Probably not.

The other party’s ultimate goal must be Yang Zhizhong, the chairman of Xinyi Group.

So, what will those people do?

Han Jingyang deduced briefly in his mind and reached a conclusion: to achieve their goal, the other party only has two paths: one, stop him from treating Yang Zhizhong; two, kill Yang Zhizhong directly.

Stopping him from acting would mean Yang Zhizhong would die sooner or later; it’s safe but time-consuming, and might lead to complications.

Killing Yang Zhizhong directly is a clean and straightforward method; killing him would settle everything, but the risk is higher, the hidden dangers are greater, and the difficulty is also higher.

Two paths, each with pros and cons; how would the killer choose?

Han Jingyang thought carefully and suddenly realized that if the killer was truly determined to succeed, they would definitely make preparations for both: first, stop him from providing treatment, and if that failed, commit murder.

This won’t do!

He got a bit anxious.

He had just reached an agreement with the young girl Yang Yujie; he absolutely could not let the duck that was already in his mouth fly away.

He must protect Yang Zhizhong well.

Besides, although Yang Zhizhong is not a good person, his attitude toward family affection is extremely to his liking.

Even without the deal, he would not allow anyone to murder Yang Zhizhong in front of him.

Therefore, whether for the sense of injustice in his heart or for the innocent young girl Yang Yujie, he must protect Yang Zhizhong.

He would take care of this meddlesome matter.

He would protect Yang Zhizhong; whoever dared to stop him would be his enemy.

Thinking this, he slowly raised his head, his gaze gradually becoming cold and fierce, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes.