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Suddenly, a shrill voice rang out in the darkness: "Gentlemen, are you here to hunt for treasure? I have a rare treasure here. I wonder if you are interested?"

The three looked in the direction of the sound and saw a hunched old man step out from the shadows. He held a mahogany box in his hands and said mysteriously, "This is the Heshi Bi from the Han Dynasty. It is said to have been worn by Qin Shi Huang. It is priceless!"

Li Xiangyi narrowed his eyes and examined the box carefully. He shook his head slightly and said, "My dear father-in-law, the workmanship of this box is quite good, but what's inside is probably a fake."

The old man's face changed, and he was about to argue when a sudden commotion came from the inner courtyard. A burly man, holding a glittering golden token, strode into the inner courtyard.

Fang Duobing's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out his own golden Fourteenth Thief token from his pocket and wanted to follow in. When the guard saw the token in Fang Duobing's hand, his expression suddenly became respectful. He quickly bowed and said, "Please come in, distinguished guest."

Li Xiangyi and Qiao Wanwan looked at each other and followed Fang Duobing silently.

A number of people had already gathered in the inner courtyard. All of them had unfriendly expressions and exuded a dangerous aura, making it clear they weren't good people. As soon as the three of them entered, they heard a gruff voice: "Everyone, Master Wei has prepared a banquet. Please follow me."

Fang Duobing excitedly whispered to Li Xiangyi, "Li Lianhua, look, we've made it in! We'll definitely get some useful information later."

Li Xiangyi nodded slightly, a deep light flashing in his eyes. He whispered to Qiao Wanwan, "Lolo, be careful later."

Qiao Wanwan nodded in understanding and said softly, "Don't worry, I will protect myself."

The three of them followed the crowd into a spacious hall. In the center stood a large round table, laden with a variety of delicacies, and the aroma of wine permeated the air. Everyone took their seats, and the atmosphere gradually grew lively.

Fang Duobing pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the conversations of the people around him. He found that most of the people were talking about some strange stories in the martial arts world and news about various treasures.

"Have you heard? Recently, a mysterious organization has appeared in the world, specializing in robbing tombs." said a big man with a full beard.

"I've heard about it too. It is said that the leader of this organization is a man with extremely high martial arts skills. He comes and goes without a trace, and no one has ever seen his true face." Another thin man echoed.

"Hmph, what mysterious organization? They're nothing but a bunch of clowns," a middle-aged man in fancy clothes said disdainfully. "Once I find them, I'll bring them to justice!"

Fang Duobing listened with great interest. He turned to look at Li Xiangyi, but found that he was closing his eyes, as if he was resting.

"Li Lianhua, what are you doing?" Fang Duobing asked in a low voice.

Li Xiangyi slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, "I'm wondering who this Wei Manor Master is."

"No matter who he is, we are here to get information." Fang Duobing said disapprovingly.

"You are still too young." Li Xiangyi shook his head. "I'm afraid this Wei Zhuang is not that simple."

The atmosphere in the inner courtyard was tense. As soon as Fang Duobing stepped in, he keenly sensed an undercurrent.

Several people were already sitting around the table, all with stern expressions and fierce eyes. Among them, a pair of burly, ferocious-looking brothers stood out. They were none other than the notorious Lion and Tiger duo.

"Hmph, Qiu Tuo, who do you think you are?" Zhang Qingshi, the elder brother of the Lion and Tiger duo, was the first to attack. He glanced at the short and fat man sitting opposite him, his tone full of disdain, "Just because you think you are worthy of eating with us brothers?"

The man known as Qiu Tuo, though short in stature, had an extremely sharp gaze. Facing Zhang Qingshi's provocation, he showed no fear at all and sneered, "Zhang Qingshi, why are you fussing and glaring here? Master Wei is opening the banquet, so everyone should be included, right?"

"Anyone who comes deserves a share?" Zhang Qingshi's brother, Zhang Qinghu, a burly man, slammed the table, shaking the dishes and chopsticks. "Grandpa, I don't think you deserve it!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, a middle-aged man in a brocade robe with a kind face quickly stood up to smooth things over.

"Hey, everyone, everyone, today is Master Wei's big day. Why ruin the harmony?" Duan Hai, known as the "peacemaker" in the underworld, walked into the crowd with a smile, "Give Master Wei some face. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth!"

At this time, an old man wearing a Taoist robe and with an immortal look turned his gaze to Fang Duobing.

"Hey, little brother, I don't recognize you." Ding Yuanzi, the famous "Iron Abacus" in the martial arts world, looked Fang Duobing up and down. "Are you here for the feast too?"

"That's right." Fang Duobing nodded. Although he was new to the world of martial arts, he also realized that this group of people were not good people.

"Then may I ask, little brother, at what watch did you set out, and which shortcut did you take?" Ding Yuanzi stroked his beard and asked casually.

Fang Duobing was stunned. How could he understand these jargons? He was about to ask, but Li Xiangyi took the lead.

"We're leaving at 20 o'clock, Duhudao," Li Xiangyi said calmly. He gently pulled Fang Duobing's sleeve, signaling him to be quiet. "Today, I brought my family here to see the world."

"Oh? So you're an old hand." A gleam of light flashed in Ding Yuanzi's eyes. "Since you are a Duhu Daoist, may I ask if you are carrying a banner? What words are on it?"

"Carrying the golden banner," Li Xiangyi said in a calm but powerful voice, "thirteen years ago, four words were written in front of the Ming Tower at the Imperial Tomb in southern Beijing."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone widened their eyes and looked at Li Xiangyi in disbelief.

"Su... Su Shou Scholar?" Ding Yuanzi's voice trembled. He quickly stood up, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply. "Greetings, Senior Su Shou Scholar!"

The others also woke up as if from a dream, and stood up to salute, with awe and fear written all over their faces.

"I'm here to eat, not to make friends. Please do as you please." Li Xiangyi waved his hand and walked out of the hall with Fang Duobing and Qiao Wanwan.