Tomb Raider: I Am Hu Bayi's Cousin

Chapter 221

In fact, the vast majority of items in Lei Xianming's courtyard house were exquisitely crafted fakes; there were only a handful of genuine treasures.

In the end, Hu Ming only took one exquisite jade artifact, about the size of a little finger, depicting Yang Guifei swallowing saliva with a jade pendant to quench her thirst.

This material is carved from an ancient jade that has been submerged at the bottom of the sea for millions of years. The jade is naturally smooth, and the longer it is immersed in seawater, the more beneficial it becomes. It can relieve heat and dryness, soften hardened tissues and detoxify, making it a priceless treasure.

The rest of the things were divided between Hu Bayi and Fatty.

But wealthy woman Yang Xueli remains uninterested in these things; she's simply not short of money!
With all her assets combined, she could easily buy a hundred Lei Xianmings at their peak, if not a hundred!
This is the power of capital.

As for Blind Chen and Big Gold Tooth, they simply picked up an exquisite fake as a souvenir.

These items can be considered spoils of war obtained by Hu Ming and his men after going through countless hardships.

They were really too embarrassed to shamelessly ask for a share.

"That bastard Lei Xianming really misjudged him back then, thinking this guy's room was full of treasures."

"Who would have thought that there were only a few genuine items, and the rest were just fakes to show off? Damn it, he used to be a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong and Guangdong, what a disgrace!"

At a roadside wonton stall, Hu Ming, Hu Bayi, and Fatty gathered together, and Hu Bayi couldn't help but complain.

Big Gold Tooth and Blind Chen have already gone back, while Yang Xueli has taken Ah Xiang shopping.

Women, those who know, know.

"Be content. These fakes aren't poorly made. Judging by the workmanship, they can fetch a decent price."

Hu Ming took a sip of her cold tea and said calmly.

Hu Ming knew about this wonton stall; it was a shop opened by the widow of one of Hu Bayi's comrades when Hu Bayi first joined the army.

When they were staying in Beijing, they came here quite often.

"In short, whether it's genuine or fake, as long as I get a good price, isn't that all that matters?"

"Besides, most people can't tell the difference between fakes and genuine articles. Going to Panjiayuan will definitely fool a bunch of clueless novices, and you can easily sell it for the price of a real one, right?"

The fat man doesn't care whether it's genuine or fake; as long as he can get a good price, it's a treasure to him.

Hu Bayi and Hu Ming exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

Great, that's very fat.

"...Old Hu, Fatty, the Ghost Eye Curse and the Demon Kingdom matter are all over. What are your plans now? Especially Old Hu, are you planning to go to America with Yang Xueli?"

"Or are you two planning to continue in this line of work?"

A sudden silence fell, and after a long while, Hu Ming continued to ask softly.

Hu Bayi and Fatty are both shrewd and meticulous people, and they have probably noticed some clues in the past few days.

The sudden appearance of the tomb-raiding Zhang family, and the inexplicable familiarity between Xiao Ge and Hu Ming, gave them a premonition.

"Let's not talk about that for now. Mingzi, what are your plans? I can tell you're not the kind of person who's content with the status quo." Hu Bayi offered each of them a cigarette, puffing out smoke.

"As for me... I'll most likely continue, right?"

"However, before that, I have to go to Hangzhou for a while. Some things are just unavoidable."

“Since we’ve already been dragged into this, running away won’t solve anything. Although I could run off to America with you and Yang Xueli, those people’s influence has waned, and it won’t be so easy for them to extend their reach into America.”

Hu Ming flicked his cigarette ash, seemingly unconcerned about the trouble he was about to get involved in.

As he said, so many years have passed, and "his" power has long since declined, no longer as prosperous as it once was.

Now, if he wants to deal with the Nine Gates, he can only do so secretly and covertly.

It is nothing like the overwhelming and grandiose event it was during the largest tomb raiding operation in history, or when it forced the Great Buddha to cleanse the Nine Gates at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Times are changing, time is passing, and "his" power is eventually beginning to decline.

When it comes to using underhanded tactics, Hu Ming is absolutely confident that he is second to none.

In a direct confrontation, Hu Ming might not be without a chance of winning!

Given this, what is there to fear about Jiangnan?
"...Mingzi, just how many things are you hiding from us?"

Hu Bayi gave a bitter smile.

"However, Mingzi, Fatty and I are both in our early thirties, still young and strong."

"Putting everything else aside, neither of us are the kind of cowards who are afraid of trouble or death. If you need any help, Mingzi, why don't we just get involved together? At least we can take care of each other."

Suddenly, Hu Bayi's eyes lit up, and he suggested!
"I appreciate your kindness, but you'd better not get involved in this matter. There's no benefit to it, and it'll only cause you trouble."

Hu Ming remained silent. He knew that Hu Bayi and Fatty were sincere and acting purely out of brotherhood.

But ultimately, this matter shouldn't have involved outsiders, especially since the three of them are very close, and Hu Ming couldn't bring himself to drag them into it.

Coming into his sight is hardly a good thing.

Moreover, Hu Ming hoped that after he disappeared, the two of them could continue to expand their current business and increase their influence!
When he reappears, Hu Ming will be even more confident in dealing with the other forces!
Hu Ming knew that some of his things couldn't be completely hidden from Hu Bayi and the others.

After all, spending so much time together, there would inevitably be some clues that would emerge.

Moreover, Hu Ming's face...

At first, because of his bloodline, Hu Ming's face was still somewhat immature, but he was, after all, a man in his twenties.

However, recently, due to the enhancement of the dragon bloodline, Hu Ming's face has been slowly changing, and now it has completely turned into the face of an eighteen-year-old boy.

This cannot be hidden.

After all, you can't just go out wearing makeup and look like you're not even twenty years old, can you?
Hu Ming doesn't like singing, dancing, or rapping, so why would he wear Jill's makeup?
Actually, this can be considered a farewell to Hu Bayi, Fatty, and the others. Next up is...
In the afternoon, Hu Ming sat alone in the courtyard, "looking" at the unclaimed rewards in the system, his eyes gleaming.

Bloodline purification
For people like him and the young man, how tempting was that?
(End of this chapter)