Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 868: Chapter 112: Forget Worry, Naihe (3)

It doesn’t seem abrupt, saying ‘I also want to see’.

Curiosity is common to everyone, especially when faced with magical things.

Whether adult or child… Although Song Ying was a bit annoyed at Luo Qiu for interrupting her, people of the Song family would never scold each other before outsiders, so she remained silent.

On the contrary, Song Ying felt vaguely curious — curious to see Luo Qiu’s surprised expression, wondering if he truly resembled an old monk.

“Of course, it doesn’t reject anyone who praises it.” The disheveled man smiled slightly and made a gesture of invitation: “Of course, besides being willing, even foolish people can see it.”

“Why?” Luo Qiu retorted.

Everyone seemed curious too… The wealthy businessman at the start puffed his chest slightly — because he had seen it.

The disheveled man spoke indifferently: “Ignorance blinds our eyes. Since they are blinded, how can they see the beauty of things?”

Luo Qiu nodded and began to inspect the ‘Precious Sphere’.

But first he glanced at the surrounding guests, who looked at him expectantly — most of them knew Song Ying, and if even this little princess of the Song Dynasty had witnessed the beauty within the ‘Precious Sphere’, perhaps it was indeed a treasure.

With the wealth of the Song Dynasty, there’s no need to deceive anyone — initially they considered the disheveled man could be a fraudster, which curiously dispelled much of their skepticism.

“Alright, let me take a look.” Luo Qiu smiled slightly and started pacing while holding the ‘Precious Sphere’.

Like just receiving a treasure, studying its form in his own study, without regard for others. As Luo Qiu moved towards the crowd, almost colliding with them, the guests tacitly made way for him.

But Luo Qiu soon turned around and paced towards the other side – when he passed by, the guests here also made way willingly.

Luo Qiu raised the ‘Precious Sphere’ to his eye level, under the crystal chandelier of the room, seemingly to see more clearly.

Song Ying watched Luo Qiu nervously… would he end up seeing nothing? Wouldn’t that be admitting to being foolish before so many people?

Despite her complex feelings towards Luo Qiu’s existence, and not knowing how to face this person who also carries the Song family’s bloodline, Song Ying didn’t want Luo Qiu to be ridiculed – even if there was ridicule, it should be initiated by her.

“The light seems insufficient.” Luo Qiu shook his head.

The disheveled man simply stood there with a smile and, unlike Song Ying, did not remind him.

Suddenly, as if having an idea, Luo Qiu picked up the ‘Precious Sphere’ and walked quickly towards the window, examining it carefully under the sunlight.

But there was no movement for a long time.

“So, can’t you see anything?” Song Ying quickly walked beside Luo Qiu and asked in a low voice.

“What do you want me to see?” Luo Qiu asked softly.

Song Ying glared at him and lowered her voice, “Something’s odd about this, that guy might have issues. But with so many people here, just pretend to see something, say anything… ask him clearly later. I felt dazed… can’t explain, just peculiar. But I won’t let you disgrace the name of the Song family before outsiders.”

Luo Qiu smiled faintly and moved the ‘Precious Sphere’ into a beam of sunlight. Upon contact, it seemed to glow brighter.

“I can’t say what I see, why not let everyone look?” Luo Qiu said solemnly: “If it’s something beautiful, it’s better to share.”

The ‘Precious Sphere’, after absorbing sunlight, appeared to have a colorful shell… It suddenly refracted countless beams of light, like rainbows.

In an instant, where this refracted light shone upon, countless sceneries appeared.

Majestic oceans, pure unpolluted islands, magnificent waterfalls, pavilions and towers, peculiar mountains and water… They seemed seamlessly assembled into a real world.

Guests even saw the sea waves swaying with the breeze, witnessed the waterfall’s relentless flow, observed the swaying palm leaves, and saw butterflies dancing among the flowers.

Like stepping into a strange realm… The disheveled man’s expression turned rigid, slightly opening his mouth as if to say something, while gently frowning.

When Luo Qiu withdrew the ‘Precious Sphere’, and those magnificent scenes vanished instantly, a lady reluctantly cried out ‘Ah’, full of longing.

Everyone’s gaze changed when looking at the ‘Precious Sphere’. Women naturally drawn to beautiful things showed an eager desire to possess it in their eyes.

Men were reassessing its value.

Luo Qiu returned before the disheveled man and handed him the ‘Precious Sphere’: “Indeed an incredible thing. Whether it’s truly tears of a magical fish gathered, or a skilled artisan ingeniously storing these sceneries.”

The disheveled man suddenly smiled and took back the ‘Precious Sphere’ from Luo Qiu.

He returned to his original sitting place, at a corner of the wall, where there was an old leather handbag. Amidst all eyes, the disheveled man placed the ‘Precious Sphere’ back under the handbag, then lifted it up.

He even donned a black fedora, “That’s why I said it’s something unmatched in the world, whether to sell it, really difficult to decide.”

“Whatever the price! I want it!”

“I want it too!”

“Please, you must sell it to me!”

Guests instantly surged forward, transforming into a sea of people, engulfing the disheveled man. Among the crowd, only the black hat he protected with his hand was visible, moving with difficulty… what they actually said was inaudible.

“That ‘Precious Sphere’… is it real?” Song Ying still found it unbelievable.

“Haven’t you already seen it?” Luo Qiu retorted.

Song Ying furrowed her brow, “How did you know to put it in the sunlight?”

Luo Qiu pondered for a moment, “Just a random attempt… like in novels, those with secret messages, unsure how to open them, may try using fire or soaking, something like that.”

Song Ying earnestly raised her head, meeting Luo Qiu’s gaze, and after a while said, “Why don’t you fly to the sky?”

“Flying requires a price.” Luo Qiu shook his head: “Actually walking on the ground is quite nice.”

“Young Master Qiu, Miss Ying, that man is gone.” Gan Hong suddenly interjected, breaking the exchange between Song Ying and Luo Qiu.

Song Ying turned to look, only to see those who just encircled the disheveled man now looking around confusedly, unable to locate him, searching everywhere.

Song Ying furrowed her brows and waved her hand, quickly a stylishly dressed female approached her—this was Song Ying’s office secretary.

Gan Hong is currently unable to command, so she had to temporarily call over the secretary… she wouldn’t seriously consider Luo Qiu as someone to carry her bag.

When the secretary Miss quickly came over, she saw Luo Qiu, paused for a moment, then quickly nodded, showing a bit of gratitude.

Song Ying noticed this and casually instructed, “Su Mei, go find that man from earlier. The thing in his hand looks good, see if you can also buy it as a gift for the Old Zhong.”

“Sure, Miss Ying.” Secretary Su Mei quickly nodded and swiftly left.

Gan Hong at this moment also asked Luo Qiu in front of him, “Young Master Qiu, should we go find it too?”

“What for?”

Gan Hong curiously asked, “Don’t you want that treasure, Young Master Qiu?”

Luo Qiu calmly said, “If you want too many things, it becomes endless. Having already witnessed it, isn’t it nice… Only memories will not be lost.”

Gan Hong paused, blankly staring at Luo Qiu.

“Is there something on my face?” Luo Qiu asked.

Gan Hong shook her head, “No, it’s just suddenly feeling that you’re very similar to a teacher in the village.”

“A teacher?” Luo Qiu showed interest.

Gan Hong nodded and said, “He’s also from Hua Country, not sure where my father found him. But his eyes couldn’t see, we all call him Mr. Blind, he also said similar things.”

“Seems like you really like this teacher.” Luo Qiu nodded, “Otherwise, you wouldn’t remember the things he said.”

“Blind Teacher indeed taught us many things, but don’t misunderstand, it’s not about liking, but respect.” Gan Hong quickly said.

“Let’s go over there and take a look.” Luo Qiu smiled.

Song Ying at this moment walked over, glared, “Don’t run randomly!”

“Alright.” Luo Qiu nodded.

Song Ying suddenly had all the words she intended to say stuck… why so nonchalant?

Luo Qiu at this moment walked to a servant in the manor, and said, “Could you open the windows in the hall here? I’m feeling a bit stuffy… quite a few people are smoking here.”

The servant nodded, this request from a guest was not much, indeed many dislike the smell of smoke—in fact, he also sensed that the air here was somewhat turbid, causing the flowers newly moved here to lose their original fragrance, truly a waste.

“Okay, please wait a moment, I’ll open them right away.” The servant politely nodded.

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In the corridor, the dejected man looked back, found that no one followed, then leaned back on a window in the hallway, took off his hat, and fanned himself.

Afterwards, the dejected man suddenly put his briefcase on the window frame, unzipped it, and took out the ‘Precious Sphere’.

He casually tossed it, placed it underneath the sunlit window, carefully examined it a few times, finally shook his head, then directly threw the ‘Precious Sphere’ out of the window.

“Seems there are more uninvited guests.” The dejected man mumbled, then closed the window again.

Footsteps came from the end of the hallway.

Not far away, a woman in a black yarn-like dress, wearing a veiled hat, with a pale complexion slowly approached. Behind her walked a cautious old man.

The dejected man remained still, waiting for the elderly and woman to come beside him.

“Arrived so soon, I thought you’d be late.” The dejected man suddenly said.

This woman was the one Luo Qiu and Gan Hong encountered in the yard; even her eyebrows were white, suspected of having albinism.

She calmly said, “The weather is quite cool, travel becomes convenient, so slightly early.”

The dejected man glanced at the wooden box held by the woman, suddenly reached out to touch it, but the elderly behind the woman swiftly used the black umbrella in his hand to block the dejected man’s palm.

The elderly’s wrist slightly trembled, and then the handle of the black long umbrella blocking the dejected man suddenly popped up… the umbrella bones shimmered coldly.

This was a sharp sword hidden within the umbrella, silver shining.

“Mr. Long Ze, our Miss doesn’t like strangers approaching, please step aside.” The elderly calmly said.

The dejected man… Mr. Long Ze shrugged, leaned back again and slowly said, “Twenty years ago, your father drank the ‘Other Shore Flower’ and disappeared. Twenty years later you bring the remaining half bottle of ‘Other Shore Flower’… Do you really believe what Tu Shenyi said, Queen Elizabeth?”

The white-eyebrowed woman… Queen Elizabeth casually glanced at Mr. Long Ze, “Then why did you also bring your ‘Naihe’?”

“I didn’t say I brought it.” Mr. Long Ze slightly smiled, casually lifting his briefcase, putting it out, “If you don’t believe, I can let you check it.”

The elderly at this moment used the black long umbrella to block this item back, eyes gleaming, “Fraudster of Long Ze family, I say again, do not approach my Miss.”

“Relax, relax, Mr. Amunst!”

Mr. Long Ze put on a scared expression, squinted, “For us, being stared at like this by a former Holy Knight of the Church, is really stressful… Especially when this former Paladin is holding a pure silver sword.”

The elderly snorted coldly.

Mr. Long Ze patted his briefcase, smiled, “Alright, I’ll go chat with others, won’t disturb you anymore.”

Saying this, he walked past Queen Elizabeth and Amunst—but quickly stopped, not turning around, but swiftly said, “Free information… Seems aside from us today, Tu Shenyi also invited some other guests.”

Queen Elizabeth and Amunst exchanged glances, while Mr. Long Ze had already vanished in the corridor.

Only heard Queen Elizabeth softly saying, “Grandpa, be careful.”

“Relax, I can still handle it.” Amunst calmly said.