Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 173 Daring to snatch the things of the ancestors? [1 more]

Chapter 173: 173 Daring to snatch the things of the ancestors? [1 more]

Three hundred years ago, the entire world belonged to the Xiang Imperial Family.

Three hundred years later, the Xiang Family still ranks as the number one family in Yunjing.

Who dares to oppose the Xiang Family?

Moreover, the King of Yan was his distant ancestor, and the items of the King of Yan, weren’t they the property of the Xiang Family Members?

Since they are not going into the museum, then it should be the Xiang Family that takes care of them.

"So what if your surname is Xiang?" Professor Xue was burning with rage, but even more shocking was the young man’s shamelessness, "The Ning Dynasty is long gone, this is modern society, do you still think it’s a feudal dynasty?"

"My surname is Xiang, that is my strength," the young man said with a smiling expression, "The Xiang surname should, by nature, be respected."

"That’s utter nonsense!" Professor Xue’s gaze also turned icy, "The respect for the surname Xiang comes from the Great Ancestor Ning, Ning Zhaozong, from Princess Yongning and the King of Yan, from Princess Yongle who perished together with the enemy at merely 12 years old! You are merely basking in the glory of this surname!"

Such thuggish methods are not worthy of the Xiang Imperial Family’s descendants.

Hearing these words, the young man’s eyes gradually became cold, "Old thing, don’t think you historians and archaeologists know that much. However much you know, you believe you can arbitrarily judge our Xiang Family."

"Pah!" Professor Xue spat, "I tell you, this isn’t yours, and if you return it now, you’re still a healthy person with all limbs intact."

"Oh? You’re saying someone could make my limbs not intact?" the young man stepped forward, "Then I’ll make you not intact first!"

He avoided the surveillance cameras, reached out his hand, and directly pushed Professor Xue down the stairs.

Professor Xue had already been injured in the Yan Mountain earthquake and had recovered only with the care of Ye Wanlan. Falling from such a height, he immediately fell unconscious.

The young man’s actions were so overbearing that even the guards found it hard to watch, "Young Master, aren’t we calling the hospital?"

"Someone will call," the young man waved his hand, "Let’s go."

Not long after he left, Professor Foo ran out in a panic, "120! Yes, someone here is injured!"

Professor Xue was still lying on the ground, unconscious.

"Somebody! Help, please!" Professor Foo didn’t dare to touch Professor Xue, "Old Xue, hang in there, I’m calling an ambulance, hang in there!"

**

Over here, the Xiang Family.

As Yunjing’s number one great family, not only does the Xiang Family hold the leading rank in wealth and power, but also in population.

Continuing for three hundred years to this day, the main and branch families of Xiang combined have already surpassed six thousand people.

Xiang Yannan, being a member of the main family branch, is naturally quite arrogant.

"Dad, look what I brought back?" Xiang Yannan opened the box, "The dagger made by the King of Yan that you’ve all been discussing these past few days."

Fifth Uncle Xiang was taken aback, "How did you get it?"

Recently, the entire Xiang Family heard that the Yunjing Cultural Relics Bureau Archaeology Center had retrieved three antiques, each more valuable than the last.

Princess Yongning’s Concentricity Pendant and Princess Jingan’s Golden Step Shake were already sent to the Yunjing Museum and were about to be exhibited.

Only this dagger made by the King of Yan was supposed to be returned.

These past few days, many people had already gone to the Archaeology Center, wanting to keep the dagger, but unfortunately, they were unsuccessful.

"Just snatch it directly, why waste time and effort?" Xiang Yannan shrugged, "With my age, what can they do to me?"

"Yannan, well done, since it’s a treasure made by the King of Yan." Fifth Uncle Xiang burst into laughter, "Of course, it should be well-kept by our Xiang Family. How can it be taken away by others?"

He nodded nonchalantly, "Even if someone really has the guts to come and ask for it, just give them some money, they don’t understand the real value of these cultural relics, they just want to exchange them for fame and money."

"Exactly," Fifth Uncle Xiang said, "Those who find the cultural relics only hold an auction using the name of our Xiang Imperial Family, to sell at a good price. Since it’s like this, it’s better if we protect them properly."

Xiang Yannan smiled, "Dad, but I’m not planning to keep this dagger for myself, I’m thinking of giving it to Cousin Shaoyu."

"Right, that’s exactly right!" Fifth Uncle Xiang, as if awakening from a dream, "It should go to your Cousin Shaoyu, he’s always liked these things, and by doing him a favor, your own path will be smoother in the future."

Xiang Shaoyu was almost unquestionably the next candidate for Head of the Xiang Family. To survive, they needed to look up to the most central part of the Xiang Family.

**

At this very moment, all major social media apps are discussing the latest "Shenzhou" series of jewelry launched by the Pulling the Sky Company.

[After tallying up the official website’s sales numbers, a conservative estimate is thirty billion in four hours.]

[I admit my knowledge is limited; all I can say is, awesome!]

[Ahh, I was too busy with overtime work yesterday and forgot. Does any kind-hearted person have an extra order they can sell to me?]

[I have an extra order, the ancient gold ring originally priced at 4580, selling for 10,000. Who wants it?]

[Everyone, don’t encourage the scalpers! Pulling the Sky Company already said that once they can expand their production capacity, they will open up the purchasing channels to everyone!]

However, these appeals could not prevent scalpers from reselling tickets at high prices, and many scalpers made several sales.

"Sister Lan, as expected, there have been quite a few cases of scalpers reselling tickets at high prices," Cheng Qingli said angrily in the Pulling the Sky Company office. "Although we’ve limited it so that one account ID can only purchase one ticket, they have numerous devices, which makes it impossible for us to determine which accounts are being used by scalpers."

"No need for so much trouble," Ye Wanlan placed a USB drive on the table. "There’s a program inside. Directly implant it into the backend system, and it can eliminate all abnormal IPs and scalper accounts."

The head of the technical department was somewhat skeptical, "Really? Won’t it accidentally clear out legitimate accounts?"

"It won’t," Ye Wanlan’s eyes were calm and resolute, "Trust me."

The head of the technical department immediately took the USB drive and set out to take action.

Cheng Qingli looked up to her with admiration, "Sister Lan, you’re truly amazing. I must learn from you."

"That’s good timing, I’ve prepared a set of study materials for you," Ye Wanlan turned her head. "Do some exercises when you’re free. If you don’t understand something, ask me, and I guarantee you’ll be able to enter a top-tier university next year."

Cheng Qingli nodded vigorously, "I will work hard."

Ye Wanlan gave a nod, bade Cheng Qingli farewell, and left the company.

Yan Tingfeng’s car was already waiting downstairs.

Rong Yu was firmly in control of the driver’s seat. Seeing Ye Wanlan coming, he immediately leaned over the steering wheel, highly alert.

Ye Wanlan shook her head, opened the back door, and got in.

"Miss Ye," Yan Tingfeng greeted her.

"You look well today. It seems following the doctor’s advice has been very beneficial," Ye Wanlan raised her hand, testing his forehead for temperature, " but your body temperature is still a bit low."

Tingfeng’s body was indeed quite strange.

"Thank you for your care, Miss Ye," Yan Tingfeng said with a light smile. "I never listened to what those doctors said before. Only Miss Ye has such patience."

Rong Yu, who was driving, snorted silently in his mind.

It was clear that besides Ye Wanlan, Tingfeng wouldn’t listen to anyone else.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the restaurant.

Yan Tingfeng had booked a private room here, with a view of the water.

Outside the window was a river, with sunlight reflecting on the water’s surface, sparkling and shimmering brightly.

Bing He and Tie Ma stood on both sides, looking much like guardian deities.

"Hello? Professor Foo?" Ye Wanlan received Professor Foo’s call just as she sat down.

"Um, Wanlan, we’ve had a bit of an incident here. Old Xue can’t make it to Jiangcheng today," Professor Foo said. "I’m afraid the dagger matter will have to be delayed for a few days."

Ye Wanlan immediately sensed something was amiss, "What happened?"

Professor Foo hemmed and hawed, "It’s just, Old Xue took a bit of a tumble and is in the hospital. Once he’s better, he’ll bring the dagger over to you. Is that alright?"

"Took a bit of a tumble?" Hearing this phrase, Ye Wanlan said in a faint voice, "In general circumstances, I use such an excuse after I’ve beaten someone down."

Bing He: "..."

Tie Ma: "..."

Could that be considered a general circumstance?!

"Miss Ye, let me explain it," the person on the other end of the phone changed, sounding panting and out of breath, it was Xiang Yuefeng. "Today, Professor Xue was leaving the Archaeological Center when Xiang Yannan ambushed him. He stole the dagger and was the one who pushed Professor Xue down the stairs."

This statement changed the expressions of everyone in the room.

Rong Yu exclaimed, "That’s audacious, my brother! Stealing things all the way into Miss Ye’s hands. Aren’t we going to take care of him?!"

Bing He and Tie Ma also had tremendous respect for this person.

Yan Tingfeng slowly sipped his tea, starting to recall who Xiang Yannan was. It seemed he had no strong impression of the person in his memory.

"Xiang Yannan?" Ye Wanlan had also never heard of this name before.

"He’s the child of my Fifth Uncle Xiang; he’s only fifteen this year, and he just finished his middle school exams, with nothing to do all day long," Xiang Yuefeng took a deep breath. "He has always relied on his youth to act lawlessly, been to a Juvenile Detention Center several times already."

"Hmm, okay," Ye Wanlan was calm from the beginning to the end, "Anything else?"

"I checked the surveillance footage. In it, Xiang Yannan was extremely arrogant," Xiang Yuefeng continued, "He said his surname was Xiang, and the relics were all the Xiang Family’s property. If we had the guts, we should go to the Xiang Family to claim them."

"He said that?" Ye Wanlan slowly nodded her head, "Understood."

Three hundred years ago, Ning Zhaozong granted her a Decree of Execution, which allowed her to kill any member of the Xiang Imperial Family, but she had never used it.

Finally, three hundred years later, the time had come.