83: Chapter 83 Fake 83: Chapter 83 Fake Jialong must be pretty frustrated.
He made a trip to Huaxia, had his right hand crippled, and then there was the matter of his own assault on police warrant being issued, but all these were issues for later.
Ye Shikai was also rather vexed.
He simply went out to buy a gift for his wife and got into a baffling fight with someone.
Although his body could withstand the energy impact from the fight, his clothes weren’t as fortunate.
Here a tear, there a hole, not a single piece was left intact.
The situation was so bad that he urgently needed to change his outfit, and upon entering the mall, everyone’s gaze turned toward him.
“Hey, is that guy sick or something?” one person commented.
“I think he’s been robbed,” another countered.
“I think this young handsome guy’s been dragged into the bushes…” a woman expressed with a surprised look.
“Sigh, the moral decline of our society…” An old master passed by, hearing the woman’s remark, he disdainfully glanced at Ye Shikai.
Buddy, I got beat up to this state, and you all think crooked thoughts.
Inside a clothing store in the mall.
store.” At the counter, a female sales associate was engrossed in her phone.
She saw someone approaching from the corner of her eye and reflexively greeted them.
But when she looked up and saw a ragged-looking man standing in front of her, she froze in place, her mouth gaping open in shock, and forgot how to speak.
“Hello, do you have something you…
need?” The sales associate finally managed to say, though still clearly shaken.
Ye Shikai really wanted to curse, “Are you blind?
Can’t you see what state I’m in?” Ignoring the astonished look of the sales associate, he picked a few decent-looking clothes, checked the sizes, and proceeded to checkout.
Reaching into his clothes, he took out his wallet; thankfully, the wallet wasn’t damaged.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to buy clothes.
Ye Shikai pulled out the stone from his pocket which he got from the last auction and threw the old clothes into the trash can.
“You really got me into a mess,” Ye Shikai muttered to the stone in his hand, squeezing it hard.
The stone was incredibly hard – if Ji Qian hadn’t explained the origin of this stone to him, Ye Shikai would have no clue why it was so worth fighting over, or what Poseidon wanted with it.
In an alley within Yanjing’s city district.
Jialong covered his face with a piece of black cloth, looking around warily.
The police were all over the streets hunting for him.
Back in South America, he was a powerful figure who could command the wind and rain.
Yet now, he had become a street rat, a disabled rat at that, all thanks to the Netherworld King.
He swore to tear him to pieces.
But for now, the most important thing was to leave Huaxia and return to South America, to report to Lord Poseidon at the Sea King Palace.
Although Jialong had lost an arm, it didn’t hinder his escape from Huaxia.
Right now, his main goal was to stay out of the police’s sight.
His warrant had been issued, and the situation was not suitable for any grandiose actions.
Jialong had already asked the people from Sea King Palace to come to Huaxia to pick him up.
He believed it wouldn’t be long before he could return to the palace.
Swallowing his frustration, Jialong thought, “Netherworld King, I may not be able to defeat you, but when Lord Poseidon comes, you are certainly doomed.” A fierce look flashed in Jialong’s eyes, and with a swift movement, he vanished into the depths of the alley…
“Sir, hello, what can I assist you with?” Ye Shikai had entered a jewelry store.
Gazing upon a dazzling array of jewelry, he pondered what gift to choose for Su Qingyu.
There were plenty of jewels in Netherworld Palace, and Ye Shikai had a good understanding of them.
After looking around for a long time, he couldn’t find anything particularly outstanding.
Tianya Group was an expert in this field, and Su Qingyu was definitely a connoisseur as well.
The gift must be truly exceptional.
To someone like Su Qingyu, the mere expense of a gift wouldn’t impress; over the years, countless high-ranking officials and nobles had offered expensive gifts, but in Su Qingyu’s eyes, they were all tacky and unbearable.
“Miss, this jade bracelet really suits you,” a female sales associate said to a middle-aged woman, drawing Ye Shikai’s attention to their conversation, and he came over to join in the excitement.
“It does look nice, but this price is…
too expensive,” the woman hesitated as she admired the jade bracelet on her wrist.
Ye Shikai glanced at the price tag – a whopping 350,000.
He couldn’t help but look at the woman again.
350,000 could buy a house in a place like Yanjing where land was so valuable.
It would indeed be a drop in the bucket.
But to spend that on a bracelet was beyond the financial reach of most middle-class families.
“This is made of top-quality jade, definitely worth the price,” the saleswoman said, rather excited, which was normal as making a sale required stirring interest.
Ye Shikai, perceiving the woman’s hesitation, took interest and stepped forward.
“May I take a look at that bracelet?” Ye Shikai asked politely.
okay,” the woman hesitated but took off the jade bracelet and handed it to Ye Shikai, her mind filled with doubts.
She had read online about stores deploying shills who pretended to be customers, gushing over how good the products were in front of other customers to pique their interest – a trick that often worked like a charm.
Observing Ye Shikai, the woman thought to herself, hoping he wasn’t another shill.
The sales associate was also a bit dumbfounded but didn’t mind the sudden appearance of a new customer.
After all, it was all about making a sale.
The more customers, the higher the chance to sell.
She watched as Ye Shikai carefully examined the bracelet.
Could he actually be an expert?
“Sir, let me tell you about this bracelet.
It is made of high-quality jade, and the carving work is a collaborative effort by several masters.
It really is a top-notch piece,” the saleswoman explained tirelessly as before.
Meanwhile, Ye Shikai seemed utterly entranced, not paying any attention to her.
He waved his hand to silence her, leaving her slightly embarrassed.
Ye Shikai held the bracelet in his hand, carefully inspecting it, and walked a few steps towards the door.
Looking up, he held the bracelet against the sunlight for about ten seconds, appearing utterly serious.
Even the other sales associates in the store became curious and started to gather around.
The woman who owned the bracelet was also perplexed – could he really be an expert?
“Sir, I was just explaining, this bracelet is absolutely worth…” A male sales associate approached, attempting to make a pitch, but Ye Shikai interrupted him.
Placing the bracelet on the table, Ye Shikai’s lips curved into a slight smile as he spoke lightly.
“This jade bracelet… it’s fake.”