Thump!

Chen Weicheng fell to his knees, blurting out in panic, "Mr. Jiang, I really didn't know! Please believe me, Mr. Jiang!"

Thump!

Chen Yuanjiang also knelt on the ground, clasping his hands together and said with a face full of panic, "Mr. Jiang, we truly didn't know, it was definitely not intentional. I was following my father's instructions and specifically went to the antique market to buy this yesterday. We wanted to ask Mr. Jiang to heal our injuries and sicknesses, why would we ever harm Mr. Jiang!"

A flash of contemplation passed through Jiang Chen's eyes, and after a moment, he said indifferently, "Bring this thing, let's go to the antique market to have a look!"

"Yes!"

Chen Weicheng replied in a deep voice, a glint of hatred flickering in his eyes.

Who on earth is trying to trap me! It's pointless now to ask Mr. Jiang to treat my illness, it's already quite good that Mr. Jiang doesn't blame me! Ma De, I do want to see if your antique shop still wants to stay open!

The three of them left the house, with Chen Weicheng and his son leading the way and Jiang Chen driving behind them. Both cars headed towards the Dingjing antique market.

Arriving at the antique market, Chen Weicheng and his son led Jiang Chen straight into a luxuriously decorated antique shop.

Bang!

Chen Yuanjiang slammed the shattered crown onto the counter and bellowed at the shop owner behind the counter, "What's the meaning of this? This is clearly a fake!"

"Fake? Which antique shop dares claim all their items are genuine? Don't make unreasonable trouble here!" the antique shop owner retorted fearlessly, staring back at Chen Yuanjiang.

Chen Yuanjiang's shouting attracted a crowd of people from the antique street, and upon hearing the shop owner's words, they began to speak up from outside the shop.

"Yeah, which antique shop can guarantee everything is genuine! Having one or two fake items is normal, it just means you've been duped."

"You can't hold the shop responsible for that!"

"Exactly, all antique shops have a certain ratio of genuine to fake goods, as long as the ratio isn't seriously off, you can't fault the shop."

Hearing the cries from the crowd at the door, Chen Yuanjiang angrily picked up a piece of the blood-colored phalanx from the pile of debris, "What about this then? Don't tell me this strange thing was originally inside this crown. Even if it was a fake, you wouldn't put something like this in it, right?"

"That's a Cursed Blood Finger!" A voice of alarm sounded, an elderly man among the crowd at the door looked at the blood-colored phalanx with a face filled with panic.

"Is it Professor Wang?"

"Professor Wang Lianming? He's a big shot in Dingjing's antique scene!"

"Professor Wang, what is a Cursed Blood Finger?"

Recognizing the identity of the old man, people began to inquire. Chen Weicheng and his son also looked towards the elder, while Jiang Chen took a deep look at the antique shop owner before turning his head to Wang Lianming.

Just when Chen Yuanjiang took out the blood-colored phalanx, the shop owner's face underwent a slight change.

This change allowed Jiang Chen to confirm that the blood-colored phalanx was deliberately placed there by the shop owner.

This couldn't help but raise questions in Jiang Chen's mind as to why the shop owner would do such a thing. Was it because he had a grudge against Chen Weicheng and his son, or did he know they were going to give it to him and wanted to harm him instead?

"This Cursed Blood Finger is an evil technique from the ancient witchcraft sect. However, after the establishment of the country, the Martial Alliance along with the major sects joined forces to eradicate the witchcraft sect, and although they couldn't completely extinguish it, they nearly did. I never expected it to appear again!"

Meanwhile, that Wang Lianming had already started explaining, his expression grave:

"Although I'm only an antique enthusiast, because of my interest in antiques, I've also researched information on the ancient witchcraft sect. This kind of Cursed Blood Finger causes blood disasters and is extremely sinister. If it's carried on one's person for a long time, it will cause one's blood to drain away completely until, in the end, one becomes nothing but skin and bones, and after death, even the bones will turn to powder!"

"Hiss…"

"So vicious?"

"Thi-, thi-, this… Does such a thing even exist in this world?"

"How could Professor Wang's words be false? He is not only a big shot in the antique world but also a visiting professor of the history department at Dingjing University!"

A crowd of onlookers exclaimed in shock.

Jiang Chen stared deeply at Wang Lianming, then turned his head and fixed a deadly gaze on the antique shop's owner.

The shop owner's body trembled violently, his face turned pale, and he looked at Wang Lianming with a shocked expression.

He didn't know the function of the blood-colored phalanx? Seeing the shop owner's shocked expression, Jiang Chen's eyebrows curled slightly and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Who was instructing this shop owner? With such wickedness, the blood-colored phalanx couldn't have been placed there unintentionally!

At that moment, from outside among the crowd, a middle-aged man with a grim face glanced at the blood-colored phalanx on the table, turned, and walked out of the crowd, cursing in a low voice, "Useless Lin Yuechong, can't even do this simple task!"

Pulling out his phone, the middle-aged man dialed a number.

"Hello, Chen Long! Is it done? Have you delivered the item to that bastard?" The phone connected, and a voice brimming with urgency came through the earpiece—it was Jiang Minghui.

The middle-aged man, Chen Long, spoke apologetically, "Family Head, I'm sorry, the kid discovered the item!"

"Damn it! What are you good for? Are the Four Great Aristocratic Families just a joke? Where are the people from the Wan Family? Why haven't they made a move? Are you all fucking eating shit? Chen Long, let me tell you! That bastard must not reach Jincheng! Absolutely not! If he comes to the Jiang Family of Jincheng, the moment he steps through the door, you might as well cut off your own head and bring it to me!"

Beep beep...

Gazing at the phone that was now emitting a busy signal, Chen Long's eyes went cold as he took one last glance at the antique shop behind him and strode away!

...

Inside the antique shop, Chen Weicheng furiously glared at the shop owner, "What do you have to say for yourself now?"

"I… I what can I say? In the antique business, who doesn't know that it's cash on delivery, a clear deal? If you bought a fake, it's nothing but your own bad luck. Are you deliberately causing trouble here?" The shop owner momentarily panicked before regaining his composure and shouted loudly.

"You…" Chen Weicheng roared, enraged, "Bastard! You're deliberately framing us, I'll smash this crooked shop!"

"Smash it! Go ahead and smash!"

The shop owner raised his head and shouted, "Our shop belongs to the Lin Family. Smash it if you dare! Is it our fault you don't know how to appreciate antiques? And if you say we're framing you once more, I'll sue you for defamation!"

The faces of Chen Weicheng and his son changed. The Lin Family was not someone they could afford to offend. If it weren't for Liu Sanbian's presence yesterday and Jiang Chen's imposing demeanor, in addition to the life-or-death situation at hand, they wouldn't have dared to drag Li Susu out of the car upon seeing Yue Long.

"Is it the Lin Family's shop, huh?"

"These three will probably just have to accept their bad luck."

"Yeah, this is a shop of the Four Great Aristocratic Families; who would dare pursue the matter further!"

The onlookers at the door whispered to each other, looks of pity and schadenfreude in their eyes.

But the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth curved into a cold smirk. If you flaunt your aristocratic family's name in front of others, that might work, but flaunting it in front of me? That's just like lifting a rock only to drop it on your own feet!

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