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The aloof and beautiful healer had disheveled hair, was wrapped in a blanket, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her lips trembled slightly, just like a female protagonist who had been abused in a movie or TV series.

"Xiao Yuening!"

Hua Xiyue cried out in grief and indignation.

"Did you collude with Chu Yang and deliberately plot against me?"

She has already decided to forget about what happened last time as soon as possible, and treat it as if she had been bitten by a dog.

But I didn't expect it to happen so soon... again.

Although her memories are fragmented, she can still vaguely recall those shameful scenes.

She actually... she even went so far as to wildly and proactively cater to him, even more so than Chu Yang.

Xiao Yuening was secretly delighted.

This was exactly the effect she wanted, and she wanted to let this usually aloof and virtuous healer experience what she felt back then.

"Hehe, I remember how eager you were back then. Tsk tsk tsk, so your usual aloofness was all an act."

Hua Xiyue blushed with embarrassment. Not being good at arguing with others, she grabbed a random remark and threw it out.

"Aren't you the same?"

Xiao Yuening had been working her way up in the military for a long time, so these words had no effect on her at all.

"Hehe, I'm already pregnant with his child, isn't it normal for me to take the initiative? But you, tsk tsk, you have to steal the fourth mistress's place."

Hua Xiyue couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuening felt a pang of pity. He had known Hua Xiyue for so many years, but this was the first time he had ever seen her break down like this.

"You...you stop crying. Although that guy seems unreliable at times, he's been good to you. Didn't he give you your secret technique? Maybe he can help you break through to the Grandmaster level sooner, and he can even give you some guidance in medicine. At worst...you can just treat him like a tool, just like me."

Hua Xiyue's crying gradually subsided.

"A...tool?"

"Yeah! You're just a tool! To satisfy your physical needs. Don't tell me you're not in heat, that you're always with women; there's no point in lying."

"I……"

Hua Xiyue wanted to say that she had never done it, but that was not the case.

As Xiao Yuening put on his clothes, he rubbed his aching body.

"That guy must have gone out and caused trouble last night. I have things to take care of at the military headquarters; the Japanese have been very restless lately. I don't have time to deal with him. Here, take this."

Hua Xiyue took the device that could locate Chu Yang's position.

"You want me to go find him?"

Xiao Yuening shrugged.

"That guy's always causing trouble, and he never asks for anything in return. Do as you please!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone screen lit up, displaying "dog man".

"You did something bad last night and ran away, why are you looking for me now?"

Chu Yang chuckled and asked, "Um... is Xiaoyueyue with you? Is she emotionally stable?"

Xiao Yuening snorted angrily, "What, not satisfied last night? Want to find someone else?"

"No, no! I'm just worried she might do something rash. Could you please comfort her? Also, I'm looking for a Japanese woman, Watanabe Chinatsu. Could you help me with that?"

Upon hearing the name "Chinatsu Watanabe," Xiao Yuening's eyebrows immediately furrowed, and her voice turned cold.

"Chu Yang! Listen to me carefully. You can find any woman you want, but if you bring a Japanese woman to disgust me, I'll cripple you! That Watanabe Chinatsu is nominally the Japanese ambassador to the East China Sea, but she has actually been secretly involved in Japan's invasion of Great Xia."

Chu Yang didn't expect Xiao Yuening to react so strongly, so he quickly explained.

Xiao Yuening said "Oh," but was still somewhat skeptical.

"I'll get to investigating her whereabouts right away."

After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yuening hurriedly washed up and rushed out without even bothering to put on makeup.

"I'll let you know once I find out anything about Chinatsu Watanabe. You help that guy find people."

Before Hua Xiyue could object, Xiao Yuening had already left in a hurry.

Hua Xiyue felt more and more wronged the more she thought about it.

"What... what's going on? I just came to the East China Sea, how did it... turn out like this?"

"However, I estimate that in the entire world, the only martial artists who possess secret techniques before reaching the Grandmaster level are Xiao Yuening and me."

"Is Chu Yang... really a match for me now?"

With questions in mind, she quickly fixed her makeup.

In this respect, she was more particular than Xiao Yuening.

"If that guy isn't a match for me, then I can..."

Her crescent-shaped eyes were half-closed, and a wistful smile curved her lips.

Chu Yang, from the Zunhuang family, made himself breakfast, but before he finished eating, he received a call from Xiao Zhi.

"Mr. Chu, through extensive comparison and tracking of surveillance videos, we have identified a young woman in her early twenties, but her identity cannot be confirmed. She always manages to avoid facing the camera directly, so she may be a repeat offender."

Chu Yang asked, frustrated, "Is this even considered news?"

"No, no, we found the place she frequents, in the antique street of Xishi."

Chu Yang stroked his chin and thought for a moment. He was worried about what to buy for Liu Fangfei's father today, so going to the antique market to browse around would be a good idea.

It's like killing two birds with one stone—it's all just a side effect.

He then called the old monster Chi Ming from Miao territory, asking him to come along to identify the people and also act as a bodyguard.

"Any news about Gu Shuofeng?" Chu Yang suddenly remembered Lin Xiaoman's matter.

Chi Ming hesitated for a moment, then said, "Master, if I find him, you won't kill him, will you?"

Chu Yang's lips twitched. "No, in your eyes, am I just a murderous monster?"

Chi Ming chuckled awkwardly twice, "Your title of 'Lord Yama' is truly well-deserved."

Chu Yang sighed helplessly.

He was actually a pacifist, but Longyuan Prison was a shallow place with many troublemakers who often caused trouble. If he wasn't ruthless, he wouldn't be able to keep things under control.

"Don't worry, I have a pretty good feeling about that guy."

Chi Ming was finally relieved.

"I've already contacted him using a secret Miao technique. He'll definitely be able to contact me by today. When that happens, I'll make him give up the idea of ​​using that girl doll to create a poison puppet."

After leaving the Zunhuang Family Mansion, Chu Yang took a taxi straight to the West Market Antique Street.

On the way, he transferred back the 1 billion yuan gambling debt that Li Heihu had previously gambled, as well as the 200 million yuan that he had advanced for Yun Lie and Jiang He.

"Sigh, of the two billion I swindled from Xiaobai last night, only eight hundred million is left. I was too narrow-minded. I should have made Xiaobai bleed more last night."

He doesn't plan to give the 800 million yuan to Su Wanning for the time being.

It's not that he wants to keep some money for himself; for him, having enough money is enough.

He was just worried about upsetting his wife, and he also didn't want to be too stingy when buying a gift for Liu Fangfei's father today.

The Xishi Antique Street has a large flow of people.

Many antique collectors hope to find a bargain here.

The environment here is very poor, the surrounding houses are very old, and there is a shantytown not far away, where most of the people are migrant workers.

Chu Yang wasn't in a hurry. He strolled around slowly, stopping at each stall.

Based on his expertise, over 90% of the items here are fakes.

Those who sell antiques are all cunning, smooth talkers who spout nonsense, so the chances of finding a bargain are almost nonexistent.

Today he wore a designer casual suit that Liu Fangfei bought for him; the whole outfit definitely cost over 100,000 yuan.

This also made him particularly popular with the stall owners here.

In their eyes, Chu Yang was a "fat sheep".

"Young master, take a look at this 'Garlic in Hand' hand-held piece with a history of over a thousand years, only seven hundred thousand."

"Young master, all his are fakes. Look at mine, a two-thousand-year-old jade breast, which I bought for thirty million last year. The feel is unbeatable. I'm selling it at a loss now, eight million for you."

Chu Yang glanced at it and realized that the "Garlic in Hand" was definitely no more than three thousand yuan, and the "Jade Breast" that was priced at eight million yuan was at most ten thousand yuan.

His gaze fell on a very small stall.

The stall was located in an alley, and it was hard to spot if you weren't paying attention.

The stall had no more than ten items, and while the antiques were genuine, none of them were particularly impressive.

However, the stone on the table, which was twice the size of a fist, piqued Chu Yang's interest.

Using his aura-gazing technique, he clearly saw that the stone was emitting a rich purple aura.

Moreover, the color was royal purple, meaning it was a top-grade royal jade purple, the finest of violets.

He quickly alternated his feet and soon arrived in the alley.

The stall owner was a girl wearing a baseball cap with the brim pulled low, looking down at her phone.

"How much is this stone?"