I picked up the scattered attributes

"This one is a fake..."

As the soul power swept over him, Yao Wenhua's expression changed drastically.

In his perception, whether it was the material used, the surface texture, or the deep structure, the Great Alliance Coin that Feng Xia gave him was exactly the same as the real one!

"not enough!"

He took a deep breath, raised his hand to form a hand seal, and said, word by word, "The Southern Heaven Mint has specially promoted a spell that anyone at the Opening Wheel Realm can learn and use to detect the authenticity of the Great Alliance's coins. Since ancient times, this spell has never made a mistake!"

If the Great Alliance Coin could be so easily counterfeited, counterfeit currency would have been rampant in the Southern Star Region over the years.

So far, this has not happened.

This shows that the preventative measures taken by the Nantian Mint were quite effective.

"Even in history, several so-called masters of forgery were never able to escape the reach of this magic!"

Swah——

As soon as he finished speaking, Yao Wenhua's hand shone brightly, landing on the Great Alliance coin.

Then, a soft green light quickly appeared.

"It's...green light?!"

Yao Wenhua almost cried out in surprise.

What does green light mean?

This means that the Great Alliance coin has been recognized by the Southern Mint. Unless Feng Xia says otherwise, it can be considered a genuine Great Alliance coin!

"Brother Dao, are you really not joking with me?"

"I have great confidence in the counterfeiting technology."

Feng Xia twitched the corners of his mouth, his smile growing even brighter. His counterfeit Great Alliance currency had clearly not been detected: "But..."

"Wait! If even Yao couldn't tell, and the Authentication Technique couldn't identify it either, how could she have—"

Yao Wenhua suddenly realized the crux of the matter, and his expression slowly darkened.

How could an ordinary waitress in a restaurant possibly distinguish the authenticity of this Great Alliance coin?

"Either this maid has an extraordinary background and a vision far surpassing Fellow Daoist Yao's, yet for some unknown reason, she willingly works as a maid in a restaurant..."

Feng Xia's voice came over at that moment: "Either she will call anyone who comes, and she will call their Great Alliance Coins counterfeit, regardless of whether they are real or fake."

"This...this is..."

Yao Wenhua was horrified.

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Chapter 0796

"Which of these two scenarios do you think is more likely, fellow Daoist?"

After Feng Xia finished speaking with a smile, he said no more and stared at Yao Wenhua without moving.

At this moment, Manager Yao was no longer so calm.

He felt as if a bottomless, icy pool had been poured down on his head, chilling him to the bone and making him feel like his soul was about to die!

"The former scenario is most likely impossible. Qiaoman came to our Guanglingxuan more than ten years ago. At that time, she was just a little girl who came to experience life. It's hard to believe that more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye..."

After a long while, Yao Wenhua finally managed to mumble something.

Then, his words came to an abrupt halt again, and he couldn't continue speaking no matter what.

The latter scenario is even less reliable and more frightening than the former.

"No matter who the person is or whether they are using real currency, she will block their way. But what is her purpose in doing so?"

Yao Wenhua's gaze fell on Feng Xia: "Especially when you encounter a powerful figure like yourself, no matter how you look at it, it seems somewhat like..."

court death!

"Meeting me was probably just an accident." Feng Xia grinned, revealing a bright and sunny smile. "Besides, I'm a really easy person to talk to."

I believe you!

Silently cursing in his heart, Yao Wenhua shook his head blankly and said, "Even if you don't pursue the matter, once the restaurant checks the surveillance footage, they will find out she has a problem sooner or later. No matter how much she argues, she can't escape punishment or even being fired..."

In other words, no matter how you look at it, everything that the maid named Qiaoman did was of no benefit whatsoever!

"The monitoring array, after all, isn't a special secret technique of the Southern Heaven Mint, so it's more likely to have loopholes." Feng Xia picked up a teacup, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and smiled leisurely. "Also, have you considered this, fellow Daoist, if she really does have some ulterior motive..."

"Perhaps the target isn't me, but someone else entirely?"

In an instant, the VIP room fell into a deathly silence.

Feng Xia leisurely sipped his tea (even though he couldn't tell the difference between good and bad), adopting an air of leisurely anticipation as he watched the show unfold.

Yao Wenhua suddenly stood up, his aura fluctuating wildly. If it weren't for the array blocking the way inside the private room, it would have already been transmitted to the outside world.

"Someone else? Could it be that her target isn't you, Daoist brother, but... wait!"

Yao Wenhua's pupils suddenly contracted.

No matter who is stopped, as long as they insist that they have been framed and wronged, eventually it will be necessary to access the surveillance footage from the restaurant's security system.

However, there are not many people in Guanglingxuan who are qualified to do so.

He, Yao Wenhua... was the first to be affected!

“Whenever something like this happens, I will definitely come to the restaurant eventually…”

"It seems that you have figured it out, fellow Daoist."

Feng Xia put down his teacup and smiled leisurely.

At first, he was genuinely surprised—his forgery had actually been discovered?!

Spicy is really awesome.

But as he looked at it, he started to feel that something was off...

Normally, someone like him, a "suspect," would be kept under close surveillance, for fear of letting him escape.

But the maid named Qiaoman had absolutely no attention on him!

From the very beginning, her attention was focused on the doorway, as if she were waiting for someone to arrive.

This aroused Feng Xia's suspicions.

"Moreover, strictly speaking, Fellow Daoist arrived far too quickly. If it wasn't a pre-arranged plan, then you must have received advance notice."

Feng Xia smiled casually: "I wonder how long it took you to get to the restaurant?"

Yao Wenhua hesitated for a moment, then said, "It took a little over fifteen minutes."

“In my opinion, less than a quarter of an hour has passed from when that maid stopped me to when you appeared, fellow Daoist,” Feng Xia said with a smile.

Yao Wenhua's pupils contracted again.

Having reached the position of manager of Guangling Pavilion, he was certainly not an idiot who knew nothing. After Feng Xia's mention, he could almost sketch out the whole picture!

“What you say is indeed true, but I cannot easily draw conclusions based on just one side of the story.”

After a brief silence, the manager of Guanglingxuan stepped out of the private room: "In the end, we still need to see the surveillance footage and confront Qiaoman before we can determine the truth of all this!"

"She has been hiding for so many years, it wouldn't be difficult for her to tamper with the images."

Feng Xia's calm voice came from behind, causing Yao Wenhua to pause abruptly: "Besides, if I'm not mistaken, you probably can't escape now."

Click!

The array on the door of the private room lit up slightly, then dimmed again, but remained tightly closed, showing no sign of opening.

"She actually dared to do that?!"

Yao Wenhua could no longer contain his surprise: "I mentioned to Madam before I left that I was only here to handle a small matter. If I haven't returned to the manor..."

The words stopped abruptly.

"It seems she has already informed the couple of your temporary absence, as you requested."

"You...you heard her telepathic message?"

Yao Wenhua, who was secretly using his magic to bombard the door but still couldn't open the VIP room, suddenly turned to look at Feng Xia.

"It was because I heard it that my suspicions were confirmed."

Feng Xia's expression was exceptionally relaxed: "As a waitress working in a restaurant, one of the most important skills is to read people's expressions and not to look at what you shouldn't look at, not to listen to what you shouldn't listen to, and not to say what you shouldn't say."

"But she took it upon herself to do it."

"Then, what should we do next?"

Yao Wenhua seemed to have lost all his strength, and slumped back in the soft chair, but the comfortable touch did not bring him any sense of security.

The previously decisive and efficient head steward now seemed lost in thought, muttering to himself, "The top-tier private rooms are made of special materials and protected by powerful arrays. It's almost impossible to break through them by force, and ordinary spatial teleportation methods would also be blocked..."

In other words, they are now trapped like fish in a barrel!

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes gleamed and abruptly fell on Feng Xia:

"Wait a minute! Wait a minute, fellow Daoist! Since you've already seen through all of this, why did you willingly jump into this trap? With the strength you've displayed, escaping shouldn't be difficult, right?"