Closer to Revealing My True Self
Chapter 446 - 309 I am short-sighted!_1

Chapter 446: Chapter 309 I am short-sighted!_1

For a while, the middle-aged man snapped back to his senses, turning off the small tool in his hand.

He touched his stubble, his expression strange, as if he had encountered some unparalleled problem or as if he had seen some brilliant solution.

There was a contradiction and confusion mixed with a hint of unexpected joy, or perhaps, unexpected shock?

"Huh..."

A huff escaped his lips, but his face showed no signs of jest.

He gave an indiscernible look at the brand new copper coin on the table and, after a moment, bent down again.

This time he flipped the copper coin over and took out the inspection tool, carefully choosing the angle. With his eyes intently fixed, he aligned it precisely before switching it on.

Hum—

The clear, metallic buzzing sounded once more.

Seconds later, the middle-aged man turned off the tool.

The humming stopped instantly.

The man took a deep breath, squatting there.

He appeared quite calm on the face.

After stabilizing his emotions, he looked at his daughter beside him: "Sweetheart, take off the zodiac coin you’re wearing and let Daddy try it."

The little girl didn’t say much and took off the zodiac coin she was wearing and handed it over.

She saw her father place the zodiac coin he had worn for many years flat on the table and point the flashlight-like tool at it before pressing the switch.

Hum—

The same humming sound arose.

However, upon careful listening, one could tell that the hum from this coin was lower than the previous one.

The little girl asked in confusion, "Does this tool make all copper coins make a sound?"

"Not at all!"

The middle-aged man ran his fingers over the zodiac coin he had worn since childhood.

It was a very ordinary-looking zodiac coin with not so many distinctive patterns, very similar to the lines on antique zodiac coins. He had owned it since he was very young, and it had accompanied him for many years.

When attending the ancestral worship ceremony at the Feng Family shrine in Yang City, the clan elders would always say, "Every towering tree has its roots, every hidden stream has its source. Everything has its origin, do you know where your ’root’ is?"

For someone like him who had drifted abroad since childhood, there wasn’t much concept of a clan, let alone any sentimental attachment.

It wasn’t until after a crisis later on that a member of the Feng Clan saved him and revealed some secret information about the zodiac coin itself.

Not every zodiac coin can be called a Feng Clan zodiac coin!

A true Feng Clan zodiac coin comes with blessings for the descendants.

At first, he was skeptical, only to be proven wrong.

A true Feng Clan zodiac coin, it "calls"!

It calls! Indeed!

Upon learning this secret, he begged and wheedled, finally obtaining a tool to verify authenticity—the same flashlight-like examination device he now held.

Later on, no matter how successful or wealthy he became, he always wore this zodiac coin.

It witnessed his rise and fall, his glory.

He saw it as a lucky charm, as a memento.

This was the ancestor’s blessing for him!

This is the "root"!

After making a name for himself, for a long time, the zodiac coin he wore was tied with a gold chain!

Who could have imagined that his hefty gold chain carried a copper coin?!

Not until later, when he gave it to his little daughter, did he replace it with a soft, delicate cord.

They say love for a person extends even to the crows on their roof; he still carefully preserves that gold chain that once tethered the zodiac coin.

He collected his thoughts.

Looking at the two zodiac coins on the table, he asked his daughter, "Is this copper coin really from him? That, uh... Feng Yi?"

The little girl nodded.

The middle-aged man then asked, "Did he say who made this zodiac coin?"

After recalling for a moment, the girl shook her head: "He didn’t say."

To confirm, they called over the bodyguard who was present at that time and inquired carefully about the situation then.

Feng Yi indeed had not mentioned who made the copper coin.

The little girl added, "I don’t know if he made it, but I saw that brother give other kids zodiac coins too, all very new copper coins, but the patterns weren’t as pretty as mine!"

The middle-aged man was no longer concerned with how pretty the patterns were.

Regarding the hypothesis in his mind, he felt a bit incredulous and somewhat melancholic.

He didn’t immediately conclude the authenticity of the new zodiac coin.

It was too early to draw conclusions now; he still lacked a control group.

What if the tool had a small malfunction, causing a misjudgment?

The middle-aged man made calls to his subordinates, giving instructions:

"...the zodiac coins must be made of copper, copper alloy works too, or even those that just look similar... buy all types, from different stores! Split up, get them as quickly as possible, it doesn’t matter if the price is a bit higher!"

During the wait, his heart filled with anxiety and confusion, so he searched online for information about Feng Yi.

He hadn’t paid attention before and only skimmed over the news related to Feng Yi, but now his mindset was different and he felt every piece of news concealed a lot of information!

Feng Yi indeed had his extraordinary aspects!

He looked again at photos of Feng Yi online.

He zoomed in and examined them closely.

Putting aside bias, he could indeed see sharpness and shrewdness!

Too well hidden!

"Aaaah—"

"Damn it!"

My eyes were blind!

So deceptive!

The middle-aged man simply collapsed on the carpet, clutching his head in turmoil.

The little girl, unfazed, calmly continued organizing her gift box. This was her dad’s reaction every time he encountered a humiliating situation; he didn’t need comforting, as it would only make him more agitated. He would be alright after a while.