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Chapter 120 Dad's Antique Shop

Lighthouse Country, Xinlun City, Chinatown.

Looking at the strong Chinese elements in the streets and alleys, Li Ming smiled slightly and walked forward. Finding people is also a special service for members of Mystery Weekly, but the price is not low. However, since he has made up his mind to come and take a look, he doesn't care how much it costs.

After a while, they arrived at a three-story building near the end of the street.

Li Ming stood in front of the door for a moment, then pushed it open and walked in, ringing the doorbell.

"Oh, it's an honor to have guests so early in the morning."

An old voice came from behind the antique shelf, and a skinny old man was walking slowly towards them with an ancient book in his hand.

Li Ming looked up and saw that the old man had a head full of white hair, but his skin was surprisingly good, with only a few wrinkles on his forehead and no age spots. He was thin, but his back was straight. He wore thick reading glasses on his nose and had a smile on his face. The words "shrewd" and "kind" coexisted on his face.

"Welcome to Daddy's Antique Shop."

"Dad's antique shop?" Li Ming smiled, but there was a hint of amusement in his smile.

"Yes, sir, not many people of your age are interested in antiques, but I must tell you that this is a very good hobby, especially in my dad's antique shop. I have many interesting things here, and I believe you will be satisfied." The old man smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Li Ming smiled and said, "Actually, I'm not here to buy anything."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes behind his glasses seemed to light up, and he chuckled, "Of course, if you have something you want to sell, please come over here. Let's have a drink and chat. I can definitely give you a satisfactory price."

"Not really, actually I'm here for this." Li Ming took out a book from the backpack behind him. On the cover were written the words "The True Record of the Founding of Xuanyi Sect" in large letters.

Looking at the book, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he asked, "Who are you?"

"So, you are indeed the author of this book, Chen Ming, the founder of Xuanyi Sect and the founding disciple of Stephen Johnson, the best in the world?" Li Ming asked with a smile.

The old man's face showed a bit of loneliness. He shook his head and said, "Now I am just an old skeleton guarding an antique shop."

Li Ming looked inside again and asked, "Wouldn't you like me to come in for a cup of tea?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Come in."

Then he turned and walked back into the house, while the man followed the old man a few steps to the small room at the back and finally sat down at a tea table. The old man reached out and took out two teacups, pouring tea while saying, "Are you from Xuanyi Sect? The disciple of the third brother? Or the seventh brother?"

Li Ming shook his head and said, "I am from Xuanyi Sect, but I am not a disciple of those people you mentioned."

"Hahaha, that's true. Judging from your age, you should be a third-generation disciple." The old man smiled and picked up the teacup.

Li Ming continued to shake his head and said, "Strictly speaking, I am your junior apprentice."

"Puff" a mouthful of tea suddenly spurted out of the old man's mouth, "Ahem, ahem, young man, this is not a funny joke."

Seeing that the old man's face looked unhappy, Li Ming was about to say something, but at this moment, a tall black shadow suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

The old man and Li Ming looked at the same time, and saw a burly man who was almost two people tall. The burly man was wearing a white T-shirt and black overalls, and had a fierce look on his face. When he saw the two people looking at him, he raised his hands and slapped them down fiercely.

Li Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed his toes, and at the same time pulled the old man's collar. In the blink of an eye, he had slid three meters away. Naturally, the strong man missed.

Seeing this, the strong man was furious and growled, "Alu is very angry! You'd better hand the old man over to me obediently, and you can suffer less!"

Li Ming stepped forward and chuckled, "I hate it most when people bully the elderly. Hey, Batulu, right? Come on!"

"My name is A'ru!" the burly man yelled, his massive frame thrust forward. Li Ming swung his hand and, using a touch of soft power, pushed the disciple, too old to fight, back to the door. At the same time, he twisted around, using a deft move to grasp A'ru's shoulders and elbows. With a flick of his right foot, he made a move like releasing a tiger back into the mountains. The man immediately lost his balance and teetered. Seeing this, Li Ming delivered another palm strike to A'ru's back, sending him crashing to the ground like a fallen jade pillar.

Seeing that his boxing skills were proficient and his moves were agile, and that he was using the Xuanyi Sect's boxing style, the old man was certain that Li Ming was indeed a disciple of Xuanyi Sect. However, he still refused to believe that Li Ming was a disciple of the first generation. After all, the master had been gone for more than ten years, and it didn't make sense for him to have such a young apprentice.

The strong man named Aru was accidentally tripped by Li Ming and fell unconscious.

"Oh, Dad's antique!"

The old man had just made up his mind when he heard two "bangs". It turned out to be Alu's fall. The noise was so loud that several antique shelves were almost knocked over. Several vases were broken. He couldn't help but speak with heartache.

Aru shook his head, shaking the stars out of the sky, then shouted and got up.

Li Ming looked at the old man and then at Aru, then he jumped up and stood at the door of the antique shop. He hooked his finger at Aru provocatively. Seeing this, Aru became furious and rushed over immediately.

The old man hurriedly chased after him to check, but when he saw that Li Ming was very skilled and had almost fooled Aru, he breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly went to the phone to call his nephew.

"Hey, Aaron."

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"where are you?"

"I can't say it!"

"One more thing, have you seen Xiaoyu?"

"Xiaoyu? She's next to me."

"Oh, you see. I told you two that you could get along well. And there's one more thing. Dad spent the whole night looking through his collection of books and finally found out the origins of those ninjas and why they were pestering you."

“Why???”

"Because you took their master's things."

"Master? What master? What did I take? I'm not a thief, how could I take someone else's things?"

"It's something you brought out from the ancient tomb!"

"what?"

"That's not important! Oh, there's one more thing. A three-meter-tall man came into the store and wants to kill me. Why don't you come back quickly?"

"what?"

"What? Do you want my old bones to fight to the death with these young people?"

"Dad, I'll be right back!"

After hanging up the phone, the old man closed the ancient book in his hand with a solemn expression and sighed. His eyes, which had seen through the world, seemed filled with worries about the future.

Finally, his gaze fell on Li Ming, who knocked Aru down with a punch.

"Why are you looking at me? I've got it!" Li Ming shrugged and said, "I'm just defending and counterattacking!"

(End of this chapter)