Chapter 43 Someone Shows Off (Part 2)

The book detailed many deeds and flaws of this Master Moyang.

"Original name Yang Mo, apprentice appraiser, professional swindler in Liuzhu Kingdom, often posing as an appraiser to cheat people of money and sex!"

"Martial skill: Charm Art at minor accomplishment, speech can bewitch people, making them naturally convinced!"

"Flaws: First, wanted by the Liuzhu Kingdom royal family; second..."

Zhang Xuan found it both amusing and exasperating.

This guy put on the airs of a master, exuding an aura, and he thought he was formidable—turns out he was just a swindler!

It seemed many in the crowd were his shills; the stall owner selling the items was definitely in cahoots with him, using the pretense of appraising treasures to get people to buy junk at high prices, profiting immensely.

"Where there are swindlers, there are those who fall for it!"

Knowing the other was a swindler, Zhang Xuan had no intention of exposing him.

First, he had no evidence; he certainly couldn't reveal the matter of the Library of Heaven's Path! Second, those being cheated had already lost their wits; if he said too much, they might even turn on him!

He wouldn't bother with something that brought no benefit and only caused trouble.

"Forget it, I'll just pick something good and buy it myself!"

Ignoring the 'Master Moyang' who continued to put on a lofty air and show off, Zhang Xuan resumed walking slowly along the counter of treasures, casually touching them as he went.

Whenever he touched something, a book would appear in his mind. Although the library wouldn't give prices or value, items with fewer flaws were certainly more valuable.

After touching forty or fifty items in a row, not a single one was valuable—the odds were appallingly low.

"The last slot... it's you!"

Just as he was enjoying the process, a voice full of authority rang out.

Turning his head, he saw the 'peerless master' Moyang looking at him with a gratified expression, nodding slightly, while countless others around also stared at him, filled with envy.

"Me?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

"Young friend, no need to lack confidence; it is you!" Master Moyang stroked his beard, his expression proud, as if saying, being chosen by me is your honor.

"Lack confidence?" Zhang Xuan shook his head.

It wasn't that he lacked confidence; he just felt how unlucky he was—with so many crazy followers behind you, why pick me?

But after a moment's thought, he understood: almost everyone at the gambling event today followed this 'master,' and he alone was wandering along the long counter, touching and looking around, making him stand out—hard not to attract attention!

"I appreciate the kindness, but I don't need it."

Knowing the other was a swindler and not wanting to be a fool, Zhang Xuan waved his hand and was about to continue looking at the piles of treasures.

"Don't need it?" Master Moyang frowned.

He had already given out nine slots, and whoever got one was overjoyed, nearly fainting from excitement. He picked this kid, and he actually... didn't need it?

His slightly darkened expression quickly faded. He waved his hand, stepped closer, stroked his beard, and looked somewhat pained: "Since you've come to gamble on treasures, you naturally want to buy genuine artifacts. I saw you picking randomly without any method, and couldn't bear to see someone so young lose both money and goods. That's why I kindly offered to guide you. Are you sure you don't need it? Don't let my good intentions go to waste!"

"Kid, if you don't want this slot, give it to me!"

"The master chose him, and he doesn't want it? Is there something wrong with his head?"

"He's clearly not normal. I noticed him earlier—he touches every treasure he sees. Could he be trying to steal?"

"If the master gave me this slot, I'd be laughing in my sleep!"

...

The crowd heard the exchange between Zhang Xuan and the 'master,' and they all looked at the former as if he were a freak.

Who was this? A master appraiser!

Today, he was giving out ten slots and then leaving. Such a good opportunity—everyone was scrambling for it, willing to pay money—and this guy... didn't want it?

If that wasn't a problem with his head, what was?

"I really don't need it..." Zhang Xuan shook his head.

As for losing both money and goods, if he actually listened to you, that's exactly what would happen!

"Don't refuse so quickly!" Before he could finish, 'Master Moyang' interrupted him, the old man's eyes showing compassion and a world-weary sorrow: "Young people don't earn money easily. I'm giving you this slot not for any gain, but out of kindness, unable to bear seeing you buy junk and waste your hard-earned money!"

"Master Moyang is so benevolent!"

"Able to distinguish genuine treasures and kind-hearted—he's my idol!"

"From today on, I'll only admire one person: Master Moyang!"

...

Hearing the old man's words, the crowd was once again won over by him.

Look at his character!

Possessing the skill to appraise treasures, yet not using it to make money, afraid others might suffer losses, willing to expend effort to help them appraise! Truly a peerless good man you couldn't find even with a lantern!

"I..."

He didn't expect the other to be so shameless, speaking so high-soundingly. Zhang Xuan shook his head and was about to continue speaking when he was interrupted again.

"Alright, I know what you're thinking! No need to say more!" The old man looked over calmly, full of arrogance.

"You know what I'm thinking?" Zhang Xuan was puzzled.

"Yes, you must think you're young, inexperienced, and not strong enough. Even if chosen and helped to get a treasure, you'd have no power to protect it! Worse, it might bring disaster upon you!" 'Master Moyang' clasped his hands behind his back, looking as if he had seen through you.

"So that's it!"

"The master is not only skilled at appraising treasures but also sharp at reading people's minds!"

"An innocent man may have a jewel that brings him guilt—it's normal for this kid to think that way!"

...

Hearing 'Master Moyang's' explanation, the crowd suddenly understood why Zhang Xuan had refused the good fortune.

"This..." Zhang Xuan was both amused and exasperated.

This guy was really narcissistic.

No power to protect it... only you could come up with that.

Just as he was about to explain, the 'master' looked around, his brow showing arrogance: "Everyone, this young friend is my chosen one. No matter what treasure I help him pick later, I hope you won't have any improper thoughts! Otherwise, you'll be opposing me, Mo, and don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Master, what are you saying? Since you chose him, we wouldn't dare make a move!"

"Master, rest assured, we would never do that..."

The crowd agreed in unison.

"Alright, I've spoken with everyone. You can buy with confidence, no need to worry about unnecessary trouble!" 'Master Moyang' looked over with an air of having everything under control.

"I..."

Zhang Xuan didn't expect this guy to be so self-righteous. He was about to speak when he was interrupted again: "Don't get too excited. Since I gave you the last slot, it means we have a connection. Fate can't be explained by reason. You don't need to be too grateful. I'm helping you choose a treasure not for any return, but out of kindness!"

"This..."

"No more 'this' or 'that.' Take this treasure, buy it, and I guarantee you'll make a profit!"

'Master Moyang' didn't give Zhang Xuan a chance to speak, picking an item from a pile of treasures and handing it over.

"Profit..."

Seeing the treasure, Zhang Xuan was speechless.

He had already looked at it; it was a piece of junk, utterly worthless, not even a single gold coin. If he bought it, he'd lose every coin he spent!

"Boss, come settle the bill for this young friend!"

Handing over the treasure, 'Master Moyang' called out.

"That'll be thirty thousand gold coins!" The stall owner came over.

"Hurry up and pay. This is the most precious item I've selected tonight. Young friend, you've hit the jackpot!" Seeing Zhang Xuan motionless, the old man stroked his beard, his face wearing a doting smile: "When you polish it and make a huge profit, don't get too excited!"

"Excited? Excited my ass!" Having been interrupted repeatedly, Zhang Xuan could no longer hold back: "If you want to swindle, go ahead, I couldn't care less! But why pick me? Isn't showing off over and over again getting old? Do I owe you that?"