Imposter Young Master
Chapter 801 - 805: This is Truly a Family Heirloom

Chapter 801: Chapter 805: This is Truly a Family Heirloom

He directly ran over and hugged the woman from behind, "Xiaorou, I’ve finally found you."

After a while.

"Um, Yang Gang, I’m not Xiaorou, I am Gu Ge. Really, I’m not lying to you."

Yang Gang let go, he had already calmed down, and gave a wry smile, "I’ve realized that."

"Ah? No way? How did you find out?" Gu Ge asked in surprise, "Is it because of the hairstyle?"

"No, the scent. Although appearances can be exactly the same, each person’s scent is unique."

"Scent...?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Ge blushed from the tips of her ears to her neck.

Yang Gang also felt a bit embarrassed once he realized.

Gu Ge used to be a man, after all...

A short while later, he collected his emotions and changed the subject, "So, Gu Ge came to Xueji for a vacation?"

"Mhm."

"Then do you know where Xiaorou is?" Yang Gang asked again.

Gu Ge spoke evasively, "Er, I don’t know."

"Hmm?" Yang Gang also sensed something and was about to inquire further when someone suddenly said, "Sir, hello."

Yang Gang turned his head and saw it was the man who had his bag stolen and was wrongly accused by the female thief. He appeared to be an ex-convict recently released, named Zhang Linshan.

"What’s up?" Yang Gang said.

"Thanks for earlier," the man said.

"Uh, it’s nothing."

"I wanted to invite you to eat, to express my gratitude, but I couldn’t find you..."

Only to hear a snickering sound coming through.

Yang Gang turned his head, and a man and a woman were slowly walking towards them, the young man in the lead had his left arm taken by a woman, and the light laughter just now was from her.

Yang Gang briefly glanced at the seductive woman; she was probably in her twenties, with peach blossom eyes and a slim waist, fair skin, and a perky butt - the sort of woman who exuded charm down to her very bones.

Although this woman was fairly attractive, she was several levels below the celestial beauty of Yang Fei and Gu Xiaorou. Having been immersed in the world of super beauties for so long, this level of attractiveness was no different from the aunties on the street in Yang Gang’s eyes.

The haughty young man was about the same age as the woman, walking in an ostentatious manner, somewhat arrogant and despotic.

Yang Gang was not interested in wasting time on these people and turned around, only to notice Zhang Linshan’s eyes flickering when he looked at the coquettish woman.

"You know her?" Yang Gang asked indifferently.

"My ex-wife, Yin Ying," Zhang Linshan suddenly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

"Oh?" Yang Gang did not show much surprise and was about to speak.

"Xiaoying, go say hi to Zhang Linshan. After all, he’s your ex-husband. I, Ma Haiyang’s woman, cannot be so rude," the arrogant man suddenly said with a light laugh.

"I don’t want to. That guy was imprisoned for theft, and I lost all my face because of it," Yin Ying spat disdainfully.

"Yingying, you can’t say that. Aren’t we living so comfortably today all thanks to what Linshan earned for us to spend?" Ma Haiyang grinned and said.

"Still no, that guy has been in jail, and I don’t want to get any bad luck," she replied.

"Yin Ying, don’t go too far! Why the hell would I steal? Wasn’t it you who always urged me? Saying if I didn’t hurry to make money for you to spend, you’d divorce me. Turns out, when I got caught stealing and was sent to jail, you were already fooling around with Ma Haiyang," Zhang Linshan said with some agitation. He glanced at the red bag in his hand and threw it to the ground, spilling the contents.

Inside the bag were Zhang Linshan’s ID card, release certificate, that wooden box, and the jade that had been identified as inferior.

Zhang Linshan did not seem to have any intention of picking up his items and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute," Yang Gang suddenly said.

Then, Yang Gang walked over, picked up the wooden box, and said flatly, "Mr. Zhang, you said before that this is your family heirloom?"

Zhang Linshan gave a bitter smile, "Ah, I’ve had it appraised by a master, and the jade is basically worthless, worth at most a few hundred dollars. Yet our family always treasured it like it was precious, which is really stupid."

"Hee hee, it really is stupid. I knew early on that it was a worthless thing," Yin Ying gloated.

Yang Gang ignored Yin Ying and looked at the wooden box.

It was a purple-red wooden box, not big, about five centimeters long, three centimeters wide, and three centimeters high, with a purple-red color.

Inside was a piece of jade. The jade carving on the surface was rough, and the quality was poor; it was clearly a fake at first glance.

But Yang Gang’s attention wasn’t on the jade. It was on the ordinary-looking purple-red box.

After a while, a number appeared before his eyes: 705.

"This is..."

Yang Gang pondered for a moment and understood.

He had misunderstood how "Memory Reading" worked.

"Memory Reading" indeed works on both living and non-living things, but their effects are different.

It could indeed extract memory from living beings through a mental attack, but it didn’t have this effect on non-living things because they do not have brains and therefore cannot store memories.

However, "Memory Reading" can determine the era when non-living objects were created.

Like this 705, it suggests that the wooden box was created in the year 705, which should be during the Tang Dynasty.

"No wonder Zuo Lan always succeeds in picking up bargains. If you can directly judge the age of antiques, how could you make a mistake? Damn, this is basically cheating!"

He calmed his emotions and fiddled with the wooden box in his hand, smiling faintly as he said, "This is indeed a family heirloom."

"Pfft! A broken stone costing a few hundred yuan, and it’s a family heirloom?" Yin Ying scoffed openly.

Zhang Linshan also managed a wry smile, "Younger brother, don’t make fun of me. I’ve had it appraised, and it is indeed jade, but it’s mixed jade and not worth much."

Yang Gang waggled his finger, "No, no, no, the heirloom I’m talking about is not this piece of jade, but this purple sandalwood box."

"That wooden box?"

Yang Gang nodded, "Purple sandalwood, also known as ’Dragon Wood’, is known as the king of woods. It’s very hard and dense, and sinks in water, revealing a natural deep brown color without the need for varnish. Plus, it comes from remote areas and is extremely hard to grow to the necessary size. Purple sandalwood has always been appreciated by the Imperial Palace and the nobility because of its texture as smooth as satin and as lustrous as jade, its dazzling color, and its solemn and elegant appearance. It is very rare, and thus, if a family has an item made from purple sandalwood, it is often treasured as a family heirloom."

Yang Gang paused, then added, "And this purple sandalwood box of yours dates back to the Tang Dynasty, making it priceless..."

Before he could finish, a man in his sixties suddenly rushed over and snatched the purple sandalwood box from Yang Gang’s hands, his face flushed with excitement, "A genuine piece, a genuine piece, judging from the carving skills and style of the box, it’s a typical Tang Dynasty artifact, and likely a treasure of the Tang royal family. I’ve searched for decades, and now I’ve finally found it."

"Hey, old man, don’t just grab things from someone!" Yang Gang said, displeased.

The old man then scratched his head, "Sorry, sorry, I got too excited. Is this purple sandalwood box yours? I’d like to buy it."

"It’s his, ask him," Yang Gang pointed at Zhang Linshan.

The old man, still clutching the purple sandalwood box, rushed over to Zhang Linshan, "Brother, are you selling this purple sandalwood box?"

"Well, it’s not much use to me, and my mother needs money for her medical treatment," Zhang Linshan replied.

"Then name your price," the old man urged excitedly.

Zhang Linshan hesitated for a moment, then held up one finger.

He originally wanted ten thousand yuan, but felt it was too bold to ask for, so he was quite embarrassed.

"Ah, one hundred million, brother, one hundred million is a bit much. I can only offer you ten million at most," the old man said.

Eh?

Zhang Linshan blinked, unable to react for a long time.

The old man, thinking Zhang Linshan found the amount too little, hesitated, then added, "I can throw in another two million at most! Although it’s a Tang Dynasty royal artifact, twelve million is already the limit."

Yang Gang tugged at Zhang Linshan, whispering, "Buddy, this price is about right."

Only then did Zhang Linshan come to his senses, "Alright, alright."

The old man promptly wrote a check for twelve million, which was verified by the antique market’s appraisal institution as valid, and the deal was done.

The old man, having acquired the treasure he coveted, left joyously with the purple sandalwood box, while Zhang Linshan held the twelve-million-yuan Giant Crocodile check, his hands trembling with excitement.

As for Yin Ying and Ma Haiyang, they still hadn’t caught up with what happened.

"Aw, honey, let’s go home," Yin Ying pranced over to Zhang Linshan at that moment, cooing affectionately.

"Hey, Yin Ying, you’re my woman now!" Ma Haiyang yelled, angered.

"Hmph! Ma Haiyang, I’m tired of your lousy Jetta. Let’s break up!" After saying this, Yin Ying left and clung to Zhang Linshan’s arm, "Honey, I was just testing you earlier, I’ve always loved you... "

"Yin Ying, you slut!" Ma Haiyang’s face turned the color of iron, and he suddenly pulled a handgun from his waist.

Bang!

The bullet fired but was blocked by a wall of ice.

Bang bang!

Two more shots rang out, and two tranquilizer darts hit Ma Haiyang. Yin Ying fainted from fright on the spot.

Ma Haiyang collapsed in an instant.

Aileen arrived with two guards.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Aileen approached Yang Gang and asked.

"Your Majesty? Are you His Majesty the King?" Zhang Linshan was stunned and stated incredulously.

Aileen turned sharply, "Damn, His Majesty’s identity must not be revealed!"

Then she aimed the gun at Zhang Linshan.

Yang Gang broke out in a slight sweat, "Aileen, let it be. You’re too quick to panic; how could this riffraff possibly hurt me?"

He turned to Zhang Linshan and continued, "Zhang Linshan, I hope you can keep my identity a secret."

"Yes, I will keep it confidential!" Zhang Linshan immediately knelt, extremely moved.

"Stand up, it’s not the ancient times, don’t kneel at the drop of a hat, it’s a sign of servility. In our Xueji Kingdom, even though we have a monarchy, it’s the citizens who are the masters of the country," Yang Gang said.

"Yes!" Zhang Linshan stood up, still very excited, "I, I am so honored..."

"Alright, you should head back now," Yang Gang glanced at Yin Ying fainted on the ground, "What are you going to do with this woman?"

Zhang Linshan replied indifferently, "Send her back to her parents’ house, and then she’s no longer my concern."

"Hmm."

After Yang Gang dealt with everything, he turned around only to find that Gu Ge had slipped away at some point.

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The incident at the antique market was but a minor interlude, and the next day, Yang Gang and Yang Fei took a flight out of Xueji, heading for the Capital Gold City of Xilan Republic.

Among the flight attendants on that trip, Yang Gang saw a familiar figure.

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