Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 582: Shameless

Chapter 582: Chapter 582: Shameless

An Xi took a look and walked back to Li Feng’s side, her face also filled with shock, because the woman inside the Crystal Coffin seemed eternally youthful, not a single trace of time had left any mark on her, and her stunningly beautiful face appeared as if time had stopped at eighteen.

As for her clothes stitched with gold threads, those invaluable jewels paled in comparison to her.

"Bro!"

Wen Tong’s plump body shot toward Li Feng like a cannonball, falling to his knees a meter away before sliding to Li Feng’s feet, propelled by inertia.

"Bro, just give me your sister, and I’ll go back and smash the pot to sell iron. I can’t come up with a trillion, but a couple hundred billion, please let me scrape it together, it’s really all I’ve got."

Wen Tong clutched Li Feng’s thigh, weeping and wailing tearfully.

"You fatso, have you no shame?"

An Xi stared dumbfounded at this shameless fatso, who not only referred to the woman in the Crystal Coffin as his wife but also shamelessly clung to Li Feng’s thighs begging for a brother.

And begging for a brother was one thing, but who is your sibling?

"Bro, she really is my wife. You might not know this, but I am innately different from ordinary people. My soul harbors ancient memories. Many lifetimes ago, I was a Military Governor of the Han Dynasty, tasked with a mission to the Western Regions...!"

An Xi watched this shameless fatso from the sidelines. This guy was quite a talent to concoct such a tale, why didn’t he claim he was a vampire, capable of immortality.

The people around them wore embarrassed expressions, as if the scene resembled a time-travel drama’s plot that had already been adapted into a television show.

You say this with such seriousness, changing the protagonist to yourself, is that really okay?

Li Feng looked down at Wen Tong spouting nonsense. "I’ve said before, a trillion is the bottom line. No money, no talk."

"A trillion, I can’t get that even if I smash the pot to sell iron. How about two hundred billion? I really can’t give any more, I’d truly be left with nothing but my underpants and begging on the streets."

Li Feng gave Wen Tong another look, realizing the guy could offer two hundred billion meant his family background was definitely not bad, but he hadn’t heard his grandfather mention any prominent families with the Wen surname.

"Ahem, let’s change locations, have a chat."

Chen Yu and a few others exchanged looks before he took the initiative to speak to Li Feng.

"Okay."

Li Feng nodded gladly and left the exhibition hall for a conference room.

"Let me introduce myself, my surname is Chen, Chen Yu. I’m currently a consultant at the Forbidden City Museum."

Chen Yu introduced himself, and Tan Lin supplemented, "Mr. Chen was the previous director of the Forbidden City Museum, a leading authority on cultural relics in Yan Country."

Then, the other few also introduced themselves one by one, all top figures in the industry, with Tan Lin only a student among them.

"Gentlemen, please speak your mind."

"We want to know the provenance of these cultural relics!"

Li Feng replied with a light smile, "All of these were brought back from abroad, but many came from private collections, so there aren’t any transaction records."

Chen Yu and his colleagues exchanged glances, finding this explanation somewhat credible, as so many items couldn’t possibly have come out of nowhere in Yan Country.

"Then, young Li, what are your plans for these cultural relics?"

"You all heard in the hall earlier. Since I’ve named a price, naturally, I intend to sell."

Li Feng said.

"Starting at a trillion?"

Chen Yu and his colleagues all looked bitter. A trillion was not just ten thousand; this young man really dared to ask for a high price.

However, some artifacts were indeed priceless, like the Crystal Coffin, which simply couldn’t be valued in monetary terms.

"Young Li, I have no objections to some of your antiques being sold, but there are some that are very important to the nation as well."

"Old Chen, you wouldn’t be expecting me to follow suit, handing this over to the state, would you?"

Uh.

That was indeed what they were hoping for.

"That fat guy just now was ready to sell his pot and iron for two hundred billion just to buy that Crystal Coffin and the female corpse inside. You can’t just let me freeload off of this with a single word."

"Besides, Old Chen, you’re retired now, just a consultant. Are you even in a position to decide on this matter? I think we should plan for the long term, don’t you agree?"

"Uh!"

Old Chen didn’t know what to say, after all, he couldn’t really expect to freeload. It’s not like he was one of those officials with thick skin, who could take away someone’s property with just a certificate and a few hundred in rewards.

Moreover, could a person who possesses so many antiques be someone without solid backing?

Li Feng didn’t linger and, having turned down Old Chen and the rest, he stood up and left.

"Where have you been these past few days?"

Jiang Linda shot a glance at An Xi beside her. This bastard, making them work themselves to death while he was out having fun chasing girls.

"I went to take care of some business. Oh, right, the publicity can start now. Kick it off for me; I want Jin City to be buzzing with our news within a day."

Li Feng said.

"Publicity can be launched at any time, but these past two days I’ve been discussing with Elder Tan, and I’ve got a rough idea of the value of this batch of artifacts and antiques. Once we publicize them, it will definitely cause a sensation. Even if we focus on these artifacts, there’s still a chance you might get dragged into this. Have you considered the consequences?"

"Just do it; I’m well aware of the potential consequences."

"Fine, then let’s hold a press meeting at two o’clock this afternoon. Other promotional activities will be synchronized, ensuring this becomes the focus by tomorrow."

Jiang Linda turned and left without another word. An Xi approached Li Feng, saying, "Boss, what exactly are you trying to do? I can’t quite figure it out."

Li Feng crossed his legs on the table and leaned back in his chair, looking at An Xi.

"I’m flaunting my wealth, blatant flaunting."

"What!"

An Xi blinked twice, finding the boss’s way of thinking increasingly inscrutable. Flaunting wealth?

Wasn’t this kind of behavior always something the boss despised? Moreover, whenever he saw someone else flaunting their wealth, he usually ended up kidnapping them and demanding a huge ransom.

It was unexpected that the boss had turned into someone who flaunted wealth.

But could the boss also become a target for robbery?

"We must report this matter as quickly as possible, and we must be quick. These are all priceless treasures; they can’t just be sold like this."

Old Chen made his decision firmly.

"The museum doesn’t have that much money either. Forget a trillion, it’s doubtful they could even squeeze out a billion in funds."

"Old Chen, where are you going?"

"To the exhibition hall. Starting today, I’m not leaving it for a single step," Old Chen said decisively.

"Count me in."

Several elders stood up in unison. These were national treasures, not something to be bought and sold.

"Tan Lin, you stay out of this. We are already one foot in the grave. Even if we have to play robbers this time, we’ll just have to shamelessly go through with it."

"I think we need to make a big deal out of this. Only by blowing this up can we get the nation’s attention and ensure the protection of these national treasures."

"Right, my youngest daughter is a news reporter; I’ll have her come over."

"I have some friends too, I’ll contact them right now."