From the back door, a woman came out, carrying a brocade box and slowly walked over. Zhao Youting gestured with his hand, signaling the maid to place the brocade box in front of Fang Yu.
Fang Yu found the brocade box quite exquisite and couldn’t help but be curious.
As the brocade box reached him, he didn’t hesitate and chose to open it right away.
What caught his eye was not the Black Wood Lotus. Instead, it was a transparent sleeping Arhat.
"Jade?"
Seeing Fang Yu’s puzzled face,
Zhao Youting picked up his teacup and smiled, "You shouldn’t underestimate this piece of jade. This sleeping Arhat is very old, small in size and easy to carry. It can make the wearer feel refreshed and clear-headed."
"Is it really that miraculous?"
"Mr. Fang, it seems you don’t know much about jade... This piece of jade is priceless. Once put up for sale, a lot of people will scramble for it," Zhao Youting confidently stated.
"So, how much is it actually worth?" Fang Yu asked curiously.
Standing beside them, Manager Wu laughed and said, "At least thirty million!"
Hearing this, Fang Yu exclaimed, "That expensive?"
"To a passionate and wealthy connoisseur, let alone thirty million, even twice that is usual," Manager Wu laughed.
"That makes me curious, you are so willing to part with it, that means the Mandala petals I have are very valuable! You have no reason to make a loss-making deal," Fang Yu laughed.
Zhao Youting frowned slightly.
"What do you mean, Mr. Fang?"
"I mean just that, I want Black Wood Lotus!"
Black Wood Lotus again!
Smack!
Zhao Youting slammed the table and demanded, "Who told you that I have Black Wood Lotus?"
"You don’t need to slam the table! I’m asking you, do you want my Mandala petals?" Fang Yu asked.
"If I wasn’t truly interested, would I have come to meet you?"
"Then let’s settle it, show me your sincerity! This ornament can only be exchanged for Black Wood Lotus," Fang Yu stated earnestly, "Don’t try to hide anything, I know you definitely have Black Wood Lotus!"
Hearing this, Manager Wu was also startled, this kid had figured out that the Zhao Family had Black Wood Lotus all along! No wonder he didn’t believe me!
Zhao Youting snorted coldly:
"Do you know the Black Wood Lotus is worth a fortune! Do you think your ornament can match that?"
Fang Yu chuckled:
"I ask you, do you know the legend of this Mandala petals?"
"Legend?" Zhao Youting disdainfully said, "It’s just an ornament, merely imbued with some Spiritual Energy!"
That fleeting Spiritual Energy was recognized as Spiritual Energy by Zhao Youting.
Fang Yu slowly said:
"One flower one world, one leaf one Buddha! Mandala represents unpredictable death." He then quickly shifted his words, continuing, "Legend says the desert is God punishing humanity by taking away life, with no water in the desert, the souls of humans gather and form the flower of death... In the desert, Mandala is also known as the Curse Flower."
"It thrives in uninhabited places, absorbing the essence of sun, moon, Heaven and Earth."
After hearing Fang Yu’s words, Zhao Youting’s eyes widened in astonishment, "Is this Mandala petal really grown by absorbing the essence of the sun and moon?"
"Hold on! Let me finish talking." Fang Yu revealed a smile, "The Mandala petals, growing in such an environment over time, have developed a strange curse, a terrifying curse — that is — anyone who sees its true face will face dire consequences."
"Dire consequences?" Manager Wu frowned.
"To put it simply, anyone who sees its true face will—die!" Fang Yu’s voice turned ominous.
This statement suddenly made the atmosphere in the hall turn eerie.
Especially as the Mandala blossomed a strange brilliance at that moment.
Zhao Youting snorted coldly, saying, "Nonsense! I’ve never heard of such a curse! Your petal is indeed peculiar. It has absorbed quite a lot of Spiritual Energy! But that’s all! My last words... sleeping Arhat plus ten million, leave the Mandala! Otherwise..."
Swish swish swish!
The men around them took a step forward.
Their stance was menacing.
Everyone was rubbing their hands together, eager to start.
Fang Yu suddenly burst into laughter.
Zhao Youting asked, "What are you laughing about?"
"Zhao Youting... didn’t Mr. Wu tell you what my name is?" Fang Yu said.
"I don’t care what your name is, once you’re here, you must follow my rules!" Zhao Youting was deeply fascinated by the Mandala Flower; as long as he could get this artifact, he no longer cared about any business integrity!
"Let me introduce myself! My name is Fang Yu, from the Jiangzhou Medical Family, son of Fang Jintian!"
Upon hearing these three words, Zhao Youting’s pupils dilated, staring fiercely at Fang Yu!
"Is it you?!"
"Indeed, it’s me!"
Zhao Youting bared his teeth in a grin, saying, "You’ve got guts, daring to come here on your own! The misdeeds against the Sun Family and the Xiao Family in Jiangzhou, they were all your doing, weren’t they?"
"You’re right, indeed all were done by me," Fang Yu calmly said.
"So, you’ve come for revenge?"
"Not exactly."
Fang Yu crossed his arms, his voice deep, "Hand over the Black Wood Lotus, and I might consider letting you live a bit longer."
Hearing this, Zhao Youting burst into laughter, "You brat! I know you have reached the Martial Arts Fifth Layer! But to think of avenging with such little ability! You’re far from capable! Since an enemy has approached, I have nothing else to consider! The blades of the Zhao Family don’t mind adding one more lost soul!"
With a wave of his hand, the hall was suddenly filled with people, standing three layers deep inside and out.
Fang Yu expressed his surprise, "Wow, it turns out that there are so many people protecting this place, it seems quite special! Tsk tsk tsk, and there are several masters of the Martial Arts Fourth Layer! The Zhao Family is truly amazing! No wonder they could disregard the law and kill recklessly in those days."
"You brat, I must correct you; not just in the past! Even now, we can still kill people just the same!" Zhao Youting fiercely stood up, stepping back three steps.
Fang Yu gave a hefty smack.
Slap!
The table shattered! At the same time, the Mandala petals rebounded from the force of the slap, bouncing up.
Fang Yu reached out and grabbed the Mandala in his palm.
"Very well! You’ve lost your last chance," Fang Yu said faintly.
"Everyone pay attention, he is at the Martial Arts Fifth Layer. Join forces and fight together! Don’t give him any chance," Zhao Youting said solemnly.
"Yes!"
However, Fang Yu remained still, scanning his surroundings.
Swish swish swish!
Several masters approached, enclosing Fang Yu in the center of the hall.
A great battle was about to erupt!
"Charge!"
A Martial Artist from behind shifted his gaze and was the first to launch an aerial kick at Fang Yu, using both fists and feet!
This was a Martial Arts Fourth Layer master!
Everybody watched.
Just as he was about to approach Fang Yu, Fang Yu swiftly turned around, raised his right fist, and met the attack.
Bang!
Fists and feet collided.
The Martial Arts Fourth Layer master was instantly sent flying backward.
"Ah!"
The entire leg was bloody and mangled, bones shattered!
Just one move!
Only one move was needed!
"Give it everything, it’s just a Fifth Layer Martial Artist, don’t let him leave alive!" Even Mr. Wu was now in a panic.