Chapter 34.2 (2/2)

Fan Vastmoon coldly snorted and said, ”Why? Do you think only elder brother is Fan family's lord? That I am nothing?”

His voice was gloomy, carrying a chill as if a ferocious dragon had been provoked.

The middle-aged man's frightened voice immediately sounded, ”Second master, with heavens as my witness, I would never dare think as such.”

”Humph, if you don't think, it's fine. If you truly think, see if I don't put you in your place.”

”Yes&h.e.l.lip;yes” The middle-aged man said in a frightened voice. This moment, he wouldn't dare reveal the slightest bit of distrust even if his brain was chopped apart.

”Fine, so what is the treasure you've obtained? Take it out quickly.” Fan Vastmoon impatiently said.

As much unwilling the middle-aged man was inwardly, he didn't dare be neglectful. Although the second young master before his eyes and the big young master were both born of the same mother, be it skill, or their way of conduct, the difference simply couldn't be accounted with reason.

However, in any case, he was still a leader of Fan family- not someone that he, a lowly servant, could resist.

After a few moments, the middle aged man gently and cautiously took out a package from a chest. However, subsequently, a furious voice could be heard, ”What is this?! A stone? Have you gone insane? You've asked me to hurry over for a stone?”

The middle-aged man felt wronged inwardly, 'I wished for your elder brother, not you- a spoiled brat who only knows his own pleasure and uses his position to bully others.'

Although he was quite resentful inwardly, his voice became even more deferential, ”Second young master, this thing was personally delivered by Golden Rat Thief.”

”Golden Rat Thief? Is it some toy?”

The middle-aged man's face stiffened as he rather awkwardly said, ”Golden Rat Thief is a nickname. He is our Gold Forest's most reputed tomb raider.”

Fan Vastmoon glared, ”So you are saying, this thing is stolen from a tomb?” He vigorously waved his hand and threw the stone towards outside, then flung his arm around two times; his whole face wretched.

The middle-aged man immediately leapt and secured the stone before it could hit the ground. However, his face was indistinctly green. Whoever met such a young lord probably would have lost his mind as well.

”Second young master, although Golden Rat Thief is merely a tomb-plunderer, he has his family's skill that has been pa.s.sed on for three generations. Moreover, he often scores good stuff.”

Fan Vastmoon coldly snorted and said, ”Is that so? In that case, are you saying this is good stuff?”

The middle-aged man bitterly laughed and said, ”Second young master, my knowledge is pitiful. I can't tell. However, this time, Golden Rat Thief himself said that he entered a huge cave. After barely preserving his life there, he finally found this stuff on the coffin. Reportedly, this was the only thing with the coffin.”

Fan Vastmoon faintly creased his brows and said, ”So what?”

The middle-aged man helplessly said with a smile, ”Usually, this thing ought to be the most precious object in the entire tomb.”

Fan Vastmoon coldly smiled for a few moments before saying, ”Most precious? If that Golden Rat Thief was only digging up a country b.u.mpkin's tomb, this would naturally be the most precious object.”

Although the middle-aged man was quite disapproving, he cautiously said, ”Second young master, Golden Rat Thief has been doing this work for more than twenty years and has a golden reputation in this line of work. Unless he wants to tear down this reputation, he would never do such a thing.”

Fan Vastmoon thought for a bit, ”Pack this thing up for me. I will take it back to have it properly inspected. If it's truly some treasure, you will naturally profit. However, if it's merely a stone, be prepared for your punishment.”

The middle-aged man repeatedly sounded his agreement while wondering inwardly, 'Both big young master and second master come from the same womb, how could they be so far apart?'

After a few moments, at Fan Vastmoon's call, the two attendants immediately entered inside.

Fan Vastmoon pointed at one of them, made him hold a small package, and left the store with them.

The three individuals walked out of the store. However, they had a small package in addition.

He Yiming thought for a few moments, faintly shook his head, and was about to leave.

But he suddenly recalled how this Fan Vastmoon wished to rob him of his Red Silk. Although he'd already imparted a suitable punishment, since they had met again, he might as well increase it a little bit.

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