Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 586: Cold Salad

Chapter 586: Chapter 586: Cold Salad

Drip, drip.

A business van drove up to the outside of the exhibition hall; a photographer who was waiting outside turned his head and sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

"Sister, sister, quick, look."

"What is it? Can’t you see I’m out here trying to scoop the news?"

"Sister, the news is right behind you—the vehicle from the Northern Federation embassy; they really did call people from the embassy over."

The female journalist turned around immediately and saw that the vehicle’s number plate was indeed a special one, her eyes lighting up at once.

"They aren’t just bluffing, hurry, go take a picture."

The commotion on the periphery quickly alerted more people; when several blond Northern Federation nationals stepped out of the business vehicle, the people from various departments who were blocking the door glanced at each other.

"Leader, it looks like they really are people from the Northern Federation embassy."

This matter had involved foreign affairs, and it instantly became troublesome.

"Which one of you is Ms. An Xi?"

An Xi stepped forward, "I am An Xi, and this is my passport."

"Ms. An Xi, can you explain the situation?"

The leading blond man’s eyes brightened when he saw An Xi.

"Yes, I’m holding an antique exhibition here in Yan Country, but these people, under the guise of being officials, are trying to steal my private property."

"You’re talking nonsense; all these items belong to Yan Country."

An Xi looked at the other party, "Piaomiao Palace also has many items from Yan Country, why don’t you take those back? The British Museum has some, and so do museums in Japan, why don’t you complain about those?"

The middle-aged man was at a loss for words.

"Gentlemen, is it as Ms. An Xi said, are you attempting to take possession of a Northern Federation citizen’s private property? I express regret and protest about this, and I will file a complaint with your relevant departments," a person from the Northern Federation embassy stood out and voiced a serious protest.

"Leader, what should we do?"

"Cool off."

The middle-aged man’s face turned ashen, knowing that this incident couldn’t continue any further: "Let’s go."

(This part is a bit over the line; I dare not write more, please understand.)

"Ms. An Xi, may I add you on WeChat? If you encounter any more trouble later, you can call me at any time."

"Of course, you can."

"I really want to thank you all for today; without you, I really wouldn’t know what to do."

An Xi showed her angelic side, no doubt this appearance of an angel combined with the devil’s figure shot the embassy adviser’s hormones through the roof.

"This girl, she’s really full of surprises; it’s as if she wasn’t the one who hit someone just a moment ago."

Su Yuqing clicked her tongue twice, and Jiang Linda beside her also hummed, "Her face changes faster than flipping through a book, but...!"

"What?"

"But do you think the trouble is solved just like that? With a few days’ worth of reports coming out, I think the trouble won’t be any less than today. Although she managed to scare some people off by bringing out the Northern Federation embassy, can those items inside really withstand scrutiny?"

Jiang Linda sighed, she was now completely puzzled about what Li Feng was thinking—did he not find his life troublesome enough and had to go looking for trouble?

The storm subsided quickly, but this was clearly the calm before the storm. As journalists at the scene sent their articles and photos back to their respective media outlets, a much larger maelstrom began to sweep through.

The new media was the first to release news; just ten minutes after the event ended, the first news piece was crafted.

The title was deliberately bold and eye-catching, "The Past and Present of Trillion-Dollar National Treasures."

With accompanying images and content, it was absolutely attention-grabbing.

And this was just the beginning; afterward, more sensational news broke, "Sleepy Beauty of Yan Country, billionaire kneels with an outrageous 200 billion offer."

Government agencies appeared, what was the Northern Federation Embassy up to?

One news story after another bombarded the media, followed by push notifications. Although only a few had seen this news, by the afternoon, as television stations began to broadcast the evening news directly, the incident finally triggered a qualitative change.

"Holy crap, is this for real? A two-thousand-year-old ancient corpse still retaining the appearance of eternal youth?"

"This has got to be Photoshopped, right?"

"If it were Photoshopped, wouldn’t they be afraid of being exposed? Haven’t you read what’s in the news? The Queen of Lan Country is now exhibited in the gallery. Friends in Jin City can go and verify for themselves."

"Exactly, the government departments are involved; there’s no way it could be fake."

"Guys, don’t panic, I’m from Jin City. First thing tomorrow morning, I’ll go check it out for everyone."

Inside the exhibition hall.

Jiang Linda and Su Yuqing were scrolling through the comments on the internet, which were updating by the dozens, if not hundreds, every second. Looking at the trending curve, the growth was almost geometric.

"Our news has gone straight to the top trending headlines, the upward trend is fast, and it’s still fermenting."

"We’re about to become the national focus," Su Yuqing remarked wistfully.

"Not about to become, we already are."

Jiang Linda slumped into a chair powerlessly, "Just watch, from tomorrow, countless people will swarm here."

"If too many people come, won’t that cause problems? Everything here is priceless. Damaging a single piece could cost millions, if not tens of millions. If it’s from the central exhibition hall, those are beyond valuation."

"Should we call him?"

"Hmm, calling him is just passing the buck to us. Where is An Xi? Get her over here to discuss this."

Jiang Linda said with a hint of irritation.

"Have you seen today’s news?"

"What’s up?"

In a high-rise apartment in Jin City, Zhang Chang walked in and sat on the sofa, Xiao Yi brought over a bowl of soup for sobering up, "Drink this first."

Zhang Chang sipped the soup while Xiao Yi moved behind him and started massaging his temples.

"Weren’t you the one who helped that Li Feng rent an exhibition hall?"

"Huh? Did something happen?"

Zhang Chang looked up at Xiao Yi with puzzled eyes, "Stop beating around the bush and just tell me."

"You’d better see for yourself. I have a feeling this new friend of yours is a handful." Xiao Yi took out her phone and handed it to Zhang Chang.

Zhang Chang gave an "oh", took the phone, and scrolled through the exploding threads online, growing more and more shocked until he sat bolt upright.

"Another trillion?"

Zhang Chang was almost at a loss for words. Did they really think money grew on trees? Today, he had to drink his fair share just to raise a mere hundred billion.

After all, he was one of Jin City’s Young Masters and a notable figure in Red Mansion. When had he fallen so far behind that he couldn’t keep up with Li Feng’s pace?

"But is this true or false on here? It can’t be just hype, can it?" Zhang Chang couldn’t believe it—what kind of antique could be worth a trillion? That must be a joke.

Xiao Yi shook her head, "It doesn’t seem like it. Look at this piece of news; I’ve checked the people mentioned in it. They are indeed from the South Palace Museum, and that Chen Yu has been the director for over twenty years. He’s a towering figure in the field; he couldn’t be faking it."

"And the others mentioned, they’re people that money alone can’t even bring in. Actually, whether it’s true or not, why don’t you just call your friend Li Feng to find out?"

Zhang Chang nodded, picked up his phone to dial, but before he could, a call came in, and he raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Who is it?"

"Shh, don’t talk," Zhang Chang furrowed his brows, signaling for silence.