When they were young, Yang Wu would often stick to Wan Lanxin. She was his big sister and he liked the feeling of being protected by her. He swore that one day, he would be able to protect her and become her harbor that sheltered her from the wind and rain.
This was just a simple thought and today, he did it. Even if a prince dared to bully her, he would still dare to teach him a lesson. However, when it came to whether he dared to marry Wan Lanxin, he didn't know how to answer.
Did he like Wan Lanxin?
The answer was yes.
However, he really didn't dare to marry Wan Lanxin because he had a woman who was more worthy of him marrying. The two of them already had an agreement, so how could he be a person who betrayed his trust?
Just as Yang Wu was hesitating, Wan Lanxin already spoke first, "Father, I won't marry him."
Wan Tianlong frowned and asked, "Lanxin, what nonsense are you saying? How could father not know your thoughts?"
"Father, I grew up with Yang Wu and I have always treated him as my little brother. He is not suitable to be my man. My man doesn't have to be older than me, but at least he has to be the same age as me. I don't like a little brat like him." Wan Lanxin replied with a smile.
Who knew that under her smile, her heart was already dripping blood.
Yang Wu looked at Wan Lanxin in astonishment. He didn't think that Wan Lanxin would say this. He felt a sour feeling in his heart, as if something was getting further and further away from him.
Wan Tianlong shook his head in disappointment and said, "You're lying to yourself. I don't care about your matters anymore."
After saying this, he turned around and left.
After he left, Wan Lanxin said to Yang Wu, "What I said just now was true. Do you know that you are my little brother? Don't have any improper thoughts about your big sister. "
Yang Wu revealed a bitter smile and said, "Yes, you are my big sister!"
Actually, he could feel that the truth shouldn't be like this. She definitely liked him, but she just didn't want to make things difficult for him.
Wan Lanxin changed the topic and said, "How did you provoke the Medicine King Pavilion? That's a colossus."
Yang Wu then gave a simple account of his clash with the people from the Medicine King's Pavilion. After listening to him, Wan Lanxin expressed her opinion, "Oh you, can't you just bear with it a little more? The Medicine King's Pavilion is able to dominate the Imperial City, and even the Imperial Family doesn't dare to do anything to them. Provoking them like this, they definitely won't let you off."
"Sister, you should be worried about them." Yang Wu said with a trace of confidence.
"Right now, although your strength is not bad, and the woman beside you is also very strong, but how do you know that the Medicine King Pavilion won't have a backup plan? I heard that the Medicine King Pavilion has recruited many capable people over the years, so you have to be careful." Wan Lanxin warned.
"En, I even dared to barge into the Barbarian Tribe alone. A mere Medicine King Pavilion, I don't believe that they can do anything to me." Yang Wu said with a bit of conceit.
During this period of time, everything had been smooth sailing, which helped his arrogance grow, but also caused him to suffer in the near future.
After Yang Wu and Wan Lanxin chatted for a while, Wan Lanxin found an excuse to drive Yang Wu back.
Yang Wu wanted to invite her to walk around the market, but was flatly rejected by her. He could only leave with a gloomy mood.
Wan Lanxin looked at the departing Yang Wu and sighed heavily in her heart: "I won't marry you, and I won't marry anyone else."
After Yang Wu left the Wan Residence, he headed towards the market.
Since returning to King City, he still didn't have the mood to walk around.
In the past, when he was in the city, he would bring two or three henchmen with him, walking through the streets, full of the aura of a noble. But now, he brought eighteen Death Legion soldiers to walk around, and the people who came to the market all avoided them.
Yang Wu had an imposing appearance, with the aura of a dragon and a phoenix. Even those dragon descendants didn't have his temperament. Walking in the market, it caused waves of screams of young girls.
"That young master is so handsome, which family's young master is he?"
"He is really handsome, and his smile is so beautiful. If he looks at me, I won't be able to sleep tonight."
"He seems to be Yang Wu from the Yang Family. When he returned to the city, I saw him from afar."
"He is Yang Wu, the youngest lieutenant general since the founding of the country. I am really fascinated."
… …
Yang Wu's ears were very sharp, and their screams all fell into his ears. If it was in the past, he would be unbelievably proud, but now he wasn't happy at all.
"In the future, I can't be entangled with Sister Lanxin." Yang Wu made up his mind.
Since he couldn't give Wan Lanxin a promise, and had always treated her like that, it was his fault in the first place. He could only stay away from her to avoid hurting her even more.
After Yang Wu turned half a circle, he heard Little Hei on his shoulder say: "There seems to be something fun over there, let's go take a look."
Yang Wu looked in the direction Little Hei was pointing. It was a messy little alley, and a few peddlers were selling a mess of things. It was an antique street.
The so-called antique street was actually a pile of old goods that were put up for sale. Most of the goods were not good, but occasionally, one or two treasures would appear. Some officials and wealthy merchants would occasionally come here to pick up the scraps, treating it as a form of entertainment.
Yang Wu knew that Little Hei was not ordinary, so he listened to its words and walked into the antique street.
"Little brother, this is a porcelain bottle refined in ancient times. Its origin is astonishing, so don't miss it."
"Young master, quickly come and take a look at this pot of mine. It was used by the emperor of the previous dynasty."
… …
A group of peddlers surrounded Yang Wu and began to enthusiastically promote their goods. They praised their goods to the heavens, as if Yang Wu would suffer a loss if he didn't buy them.
Yang Wu was unmoved. He asked Little Hei: "Little Hei, where are the good things?"
Little Hei closed its eyes and said: "You have your own Spirit Eye, so go find them yourself. Don't always make me work for free."
Yang Wu laughed dryly and began to carefully examine the goods on display.
He really wanted to open his Spirit Eye and see everything at a glance, but that would scare him. He could only think of another way to find the treasures.
Just by looking at them with the naked eye, he could tell that these things were very old. There were old porcelain bottles, some broken weapons, and even old bookshelves.
Yang Wu was rather disappointed, but Little Hei said that there were good things, so it couldn't be wrong.
He thought to himself: "I don't have to open my Spirit Eye to sense the good things here. I might be able to find something if I use my Spirit Eye."
Thus, Yang Wu activated the Divine Court Dao Flower, and at the same time, he used the Soul Control Heart Sutra to use the ability of Soul Guidance to cover the nearby stalls with his spiritual power.
Most of these vendors were low-level martial artists. They didn't have strong soul power, so they couldn't sense the strength of Yang Wuling's soul power. Otherwise, if they were enveloped by this powerful spiritual power, they would definitely be scared silly. This was an ability that only super powerhouses could possess.
Before Yang Wu had cultivated the 《Imperial Soul Heart Sutra》, it was impossible for him to freely control his spiritual force, but now that he could finally do it, it felt very different.
After Yang Wu urged his powerful spirit, the hundreds of things on these dozens of small stalls fell into his perception, and he could see them clearly at a glance.
Soon, he found something. He sensed that in a corner of a stall, there was an item with a faint black light. This black light was very dull and couldn't be seen with the naked eye. Only Spirit Eye could sense its existence. In another stall, there were other lights flashing. It was very obscure. If you didn't use your Spirit Eye to sense them, you wouldn't be able to find them.
Yang Wu didn't immediately rush to the two stalls to find the two items. Instead, he pretended to look at the items in the other stalls. He looked disappointed.
He was dressed as a noble young master. When the stall owners saw that they couldn't trick the other party to buy their items, they were really disappointed. If it was someone else, they might have forced them to sell, but Yang Wu was followed by a dozen fiendish people. They knew that this noble young master's background wasn't simple.
Yang Wu first landed in front of the first item he sensed. He casually looked at the items here. The stall owner enthusiastically promoted, hoping that Yang Wu would buy his items.
Yang Wu inadvertently looked at the item that looked like a "pot". After looking at it carefully, he put it down and then went to pick up another item that looked a little old. He asked, "Boss, how much is this?"
"This young master has good eyes. This is an old bottle from a few hundred years ago. It went through eighty-one processes. Look at its carvings …" The stall owner hurriedly praised.
Yang Wu didn't have the patience to listen to him. He hurriedly interrupted, "I only asked how much it is."
This bottle looked a little old, but it was just a bottle made of ordinary materials. Yang Wu had already seen it clearly. How could he be deceived?
"I see that young master looks unfamiliar. It should be your first time here. I will give you a 50% discount. Just give me five thousand taels of silver as a token." The stall owner spread out his hands and offered a price.
After Yang Wu heard the price, he almost scolded. Although he hadn't been to Antique Street to buy things, he had seen some bottles in the market. The price of some bottles was only a few dozen taels of silver. The more expensive ones were only a few taels of silver. The thing in front of him was rough and had no value at all. This stall owner had the nerve to ask for five thousand taels of silver. It was simply drinking human blood.
No wonder people said that Antique Street was a place where only spendthrifts would come. It was indeed true.
"Boss, do you think I am that kind of stupid person with a lot of money?" Yang Wu touched his nose and said.
Then, he turned around and pretended to leave. The stall owner hurriedly stopped Yang Wu and said, "Young master, don't be like this. Bargaining is important in doing business. You give me a price. If I think it is appropriate, I will make a move."
"Five taels of silver. I will take all the things on your stall." Yang Wu pointed at the things on the stall and said.
The stall owner's expression instantly darkened.
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