When Shen Qiang left with the Storage Ring and the Furnace Tripod sealed by an Immortal Technique, Xu Nan, sitting in her office, smilingly transferred 15,645,000 yuan to Shen Qiang's bank account.

The youth, without a single wrinkle on his shirt, stood straight beside her desk and, watching Shen Qiang's retreating figure, said, "Miss, are you intending to give Shen Qiang a hint? According to the rules, he is not qualified to participate in the Magical Treasure auction without verifying his sect and origin."

Sitting behind the desk, Xu Nan laughed, "I would think you'd be more curious about how Shen Qiang could not only identify the Storage Ring but also accurately state the forging year of the Storage Ring."

The youth was silent for a moment before replying, "That's against the rules."

Xu Nan's eyes curved as she smiled and said, "Rules are dead, people are alive. If Shen Qiang couldn't understand the value of the Storage Ring, then he wouldn't buy it. Even if he understands its value and has enough wealth, I can't see any reason to refuse him."

"Besides, Wan Xin He Sheng has always allowed anonymous buying and selling, so there is no issue at all."

The youth furrowed his brows and said, "Miss, but he hasn't reached the Foundation Establishment Stage of cultivation; he's not considered a fellow cultivator."

Xu Nan laughed, "With Shen Qiang's Eye Power being so formidable, as long as he doesn't die young, entering the Foundation Establishment Stage is just around the corner."

"But..." the youth seemed as if he wanted to say more.

Xu Nan's face turned stern, and she said indifferently, "You are my guard, not my mentor. This auction was very successful; go relax and take a break."

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He stepped into the VIP room.

Having just deleted the transfer notification from the bank, Shen Qiang was now fully content.

He could carry a Storage Ring capable of holding ten cubic meters on his hand, inside of which lay the Shennong Cauldron, sealed with an Immortal Technique.

In his bank card, he had just received a transfer of 15,645,000 yuan.

This money was enough for Shen Qiang to buy a nice apartment in the city center.

"Shen Qiang, you're back; did everything go well?" Xin Xiaoting got up with a charming laugh upon seeing Shen Qiang.

Shen Qiang nodded with a smile, then noticed Sun Kaiping and Boss Ma were present as well.

Seeing the surprise in Shen Qiang's eyes, Boss Ma chuckled, "Younger brother, I just gave you a hand. You owe me a good meal at noon."

Shen Qiang smiled, "No problem."

The group walked outside.

Since they came out late, there were not many people at the entrance anymore.

But just as they reached the door, Shen Qiang instantly saw Zhang Liwei, with his arm around a heavily made-up woman, standing by the roadside.

Upon seeing Shen Qiang and the others coming out.

Zhang Liwei approached with a very cold expression and said coldly, "Shen Qiang, I advise you not to be too arrogant. Don't think you can act all high and mighty with me just because you have some money. If I want, I can send you to hell at any time."

Hearing this, Shen Qiang stepped forward and looked at him coldly, "Where is hell? I'm quite curious."

Seeing this, Xin Xiaoting quickly pulled Shen Qiang, saying, "Shen Qiang, let's not bother with him."

Meanwhile, as she fiddled with the tourmaline ring that Zhang Liwei had spent three hundred thousand to buy, the heavily made-up woman laughed, "Oh my, look how clever this girl is, she knows she's wearing a paper ring and can't compete with the wealthy."

Shen Qiang's gaze turned icy.

Just at that moment, Boss Ma chuckled and leaned in, teasing the heavily made-up woman, "Hey, girl, are you called Yuanyuan? I heard from Old Tang that the last time he visited you, you serviced him very comfortably."

Hearing this, the heavily made-up woman was stunned.

Zhang Liwei raged, "Fuck your mother, you old fucker, what the hell are you talking about? She's the belle of the teacher's college."

Boss Ma burst into laughter, "Young man, don't push people too far. Maybe Shen's holding back for the sake of pride or forgiving you because of your many years as classmates, but I've been watching everything all along."

"Here's Shen and Miss Xin enjoying a bowl of wonton at a street stall, and you claim he's poor, has no money. Shen wants to bid for a ring to amuse Miss Shen, and you stupidly drive up the price. From start to finish, you're the one looking for trouble."

"Has Shen ever provoked you?"

"One must be reasonable in life. The auction is over, and you're still not leaving. You wait here to block Shen, accusing him of being too arrogant, too pretentious, and I just don't understand how you have the nerve to come over and say these things."

Patting Shen Qiang on the shoulder with a laugh, Boss Ma said, "Actually, I understand, you're not pleased that Miss Xin favors Shen, but you have to realize that feelings are the most complex matter."

"Take a good look at yourself. You are obviously in a better position than Shen, yet you lost miserably."

"You buy a ring, chase after Miss Xin, does she even care about you? Look at Shen, he folds a paper ring and Miss Xin blooms with joy. That's real skill!"

Staring at Zhang Liwei, whose face was full of rage, Boss Ma sneered, "There's no need for you to feel indignant. Beside Shen stands a pure and pretty Miss Xin, while beside you is a 'phoenix' that can be had for a price."

"With that, do you still have the face to challenge Shen? If I were you, I'd have found a hole to crawl into by now, so listen to me and scram, or I'll let you know what the underworld of the antiques street can do!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liwei roared, "Yuanyuan, you tell this old cunt right now that you're the belle of the teacher's college. Don't worry, I, Zhang Liwei, might not have many skills, but today I'll risk my life to knock his teeth out."

And almost at that moment, the heavily made-up woman, with an embarrassed look on her face, tugged at Zhang Liwei as Old Tang and others were approaching and whispered, "Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei, there's been a misunderstanding, let's just leave, we can talk back at the place."

Hearing this, Zhang Liwei, who suddenly realized Boss Ma was telling the truth, furiously slapped the heavily made-up woman across the face and then stormed off to the car in tears, not saying a word.

"Mr. Wei, Mr. Wei, listen to me explain," the heavily made-up woman shouted.

At that point, Boss Ma laughed, "Let's go, Shen. And just to say, you should keep your distance from such classmates in the future. Don't worry, if he dares to mess with you again, just send him to the antiques street and Brother Ma will teach him how to behave."

Shen Qiang laughed.

He went to dinner with the equally-Joyful Xin Xiaoting and the seasoned owners from the antiques street.

The lavish seafood feast cost Shen Qiang over thirty thousand, but if it weren't for Boss Ma's help in tricking the monk, he wouldn't have been able to sell the Blood Coral for so much, so swiping his card felt satisfying.

These owners, having battled it out on the antiques street for many years, spoke of various experiences and insider business, each tale on point. Xin Xiaoting and Shen Qiang were riveted by their conversation, so they stayed with them for the entire afternoon.

They didn't part ways until after dinner.

The two strolled the streets a bit and around nine, Xin Xiaoting received a phone call.

After the call, a shy and somewhat nervous Xin Xiaoting, gently twirling the still-worn paper ring on her finger, softly said, "Um... my aunt isn't home tonight, could you help me with my lessons?"

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