Upon hearing the inquiry of the owner of Elegant Interest, all eyes were fixed on the charming Manager Bai, as after all, the owner of Elegant Interest was no ordinary person, he was the top antique dealer in Provincial City. Because of Shen Qiang's word, he was denied entry?

Perhaps, they had really misheard.

The charming Manager Bai smiled sweetly, her voice was gentle, but the words she spoke exploded the atmosphere on the scene instantly.

"Like I said, to show respect for Mr. Shen Qiang with the sincerity of Cheng Xinyi, we have decided to close Cheng Xinyi to Elegant Interest and Ancient Moon Pavilion for today, so both owners, please leave. If there has been any lack of hospitality, someone will come to apologize another day."

Onlookers' jaws dropped in the blink of an eye.

"If I've not gone mad, then it must be this world that has gone mad. The combined stock and transaction volume of Ancient Moon Pavilion and Elegant Interest accounts for a third of the entire antiques street. Cheng Xinyi actually turned them away!"

"My god, what on earth does Shen Qiang have? Just one sentence from him made Cheng Xinyi turn down such a huge deal. That's freaking amazing!"

"God! Amen! Buddha bless! Turns out, the biggest player on the antiques street isn't Elegant Interest or Ancient Moon Pavilion at all, but Shen Qiang. No wonder he dared to ask for a hundred thousand for just one appraisal before. He truly is that powerful!"

In the midst of everyone's astonishment,

The complexion of the owner of Elegant Interest turned as purple as a liver, and the eldest son of the owner of Ancient Moon Pavilion went pale.

You see, both of them had always considered themselves the big brothers of the antiques street.

Previously, they had even mocked Shen Qiang in front of so many people, leveraging their status and position.

So when they heard that Shen Qiang wanted Cheng Xinyi to kick them out, they thought it was downright laughable and idiotic.

Because according to their expectations, they were very familiar with Cheng Xinyi and their transaction volume was significant, if anyone at Cheng Xinyi had any brains, they would certainly not kick them out. Instead, they would cooperate with them to mock Shen Qiang.

But now,

Everything had changed.

The two of them were about to become the biggest joke of the antiques street.

The coquettish and charming Manager Bai, despite her sweet smiles, had laid a hefty slap on their faces on behalf of Shen Qiang with her sweet voice.

"Why!" The owner of Elegant Interest was full of anger and defiance.

And the eldest son of the Ancient Moon Pavilion's owner roared in rage, "Well done, Cheng Xinyi is freaking awesome! Remember what I'm saying, I will never come to Cheng Xinyi ever again, and you will lose all the business from Ancient Moon Pavilion."

The charming Manager Bai smiled slightly, "That's truly a pity."

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Her indifferent demeanor immediately drove the eldest son of the Ancient Moon Pavilion's owner into a rage, "Just wait, just you wait!"

Not only that, but he pointed at Shen Qiang and roared, "Shen, remember this! I will avenge today's humiliation. You're done for. Don't even think about hanging around the antiques street anymore!"

Hearing his words, Shen Qiang took a step forward with a calm expression, coldly looking into his angry eyes, indifferently said, "I, Shen Qiang, am not threatened by anyone. Do whatever you can, but I must remind you, if you want to mess with me, both Ancient Moon Pavilion and Elegant Interest aren't qualified enough."

"You're finished!" The eldest son of the Ancient Moon Pavilion's owner was fuming, "Just you wait."

With that, he turned and left.

Seeing this, the owner of Elegant Interest snorted coldly and also turned to leave.

At this moment, the sharp-eyed Mr. Ma became spirited. He burst into loud laughter, "Don't be in such a hurry to leave. Aren't you high-status individuals? Put on a bit more of an act before you go."

Sun Kaiping also revealed a smile and said, "Hey, if you're ousted by trash and can't even enter the auction house, doesn't that mean you're worse than trash?"

These words caused the two owners from Elegant Interest and Ancient Moon Pavilion to shudder, quickening their steps even more.

The crowd around them erupted in laughter.

"Oh my God! The fact that Elegant Taste and Ancient Moon Pavilion were so badass, only to skulk away now, hahaha, kills me, they were just calling little Shen trash earlier, hahaha, my heavens, this is going to have me laughing on Antiques Street for years."

"Hahaha, no one's face has been smacked so hard before, those two were acting all high and mighty, trying to outshine little Shen, well look at them now. As they say, 'Heaven has rain, and men have misfortune.' They used to strut around like they owned Antiques Street, now they finally got a dose of reality."

"Boss Shen, Boss Shen, you're just too awesome. Give me a shout when you have your store opening, I'll definitely be there."

Watching the owners of Elegant Taste and the eldest son of the owner of Ancient Moon Pavilion leave, the crowd started to get lively.

Meanwhile, Manager Bai from Cheng Xinyi was also smiling when he spoke to Shen Qiang, "Mr. Shen, I think we can start our negotiations now, can't we?"

Hearing this, Shen Qiang smiled slightly and nodded, "Sure."

"Please follow me," Manager Bai said with a smile, then turned and entered Cheng Xinyi.

Mr. Ma chuckled to himself and was about to follow.

But the security supervisor from Cheng Xinyi stopped him with a very cold expression and said firmly, "Please stay back, our service personnel will guide you to the VIP room for some tea."

Mr. Ma frowned in surprise, "This isn't very fun of you."

But seeing that Shen Qiang and Manager Bai were already out of sight, Mr. Ma had no choice but to hold back his frustration.

In fact, if Shen Qiang wanted Mr. Ma and Sun Kaiping to follow, the people from Cheng Xinyi would naturally not have stopped them.

But sometimes, it's better not to know certain things.

Sun Kaiping and Mr. Ma, to put it strictly, weren't exactly good people, but they've been good to Shen Qiang. Keeping them from the Cultivation World was actually for their own protection.

After all, they were not cultivators themselves, and knowing too much would bring them no good.

Following the graceful Manager Bai, they arrived at an upstairs office.

A very professional female staff member brewed tea for Shen Qiang.

Just as he sat down, the elder who had appraised the Qi Gathering Powder earlier rushed in anxiously. As soon as he entered the room, he went straight to the point with a sharp look in his eyes, "Mr. Shen, the quality of your Qi Gathering Powder is exceptional, indeed a rarity unseen in the Cultivation World. May I ask how much you have?"

Taking into consideration that the Purple Vine was still in its initial breeding stage, and he had already agreed to provide Xu Nan with a regular monthly supply of thirty grams, Shen Qiang hesitated briefly before responding, "Due to the scarcity of the raw materials, I can provide about three hundred and sixty grams across twelve months this year."

The elder's eyes lit up with delight as he glanced at the sultry Manager Bai, "No problem."

Shen Qiang smiled and said, "But the Qi Gathering Powder is just an opener. I came here today to discuss another small deal with you."

"Oh? Please go on, Mr. Shen," Manager Bai said with a smile, raising an eyebrow curiously.

Shen Qiang laughed, "It's Gathering Qi Powder. I wonder if Cheng Xinyi can handle fifteen kilos?"

The elder was taken aback.

The sultry Manager Bai's eyes sparkled, "No problem. Gathering Qi Powder is very rare and is always in high demand. The more the better, bring as much as you have."

She then picked up her teacup and added, "The volume of fifteen thousand grams divided over twelve months is roughly one thousand two hundred fifty grams per month. With seventeen outlets across the country, Cheng Xinyi would have about seventy-five point five grams per store per year, and selling them won't be an issue at all."

On hearing this, Shen Qiang laughed, "Miss Bai, I think you misunderstood me. I meant fifteen kilograms per week, not per year."

Sputter!

Manager Bai, who had just taken a sip of tea, spit it out.

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