Tomb raiding: Trying to become a little painter

Upon receiving Wu Xie's message, Qin Henian prepared himself and ordered his men to drive to Hangzhou. He wanted to see what kind of trouble these chosen ones were up to this time!

Hangzhou Airport.

Wu Xie and his two companions, who had just gotten off the plane, quickly hailed a taxi and headed straight for the Wu family's old house.

Qin Henian, who originally wanted to meet up with Wu Xie and the other two to go to the Wu family's old house, went to his own winery instead. After calculating the time, he only planned to park his car in front of the Wu family's old house and wait, without intending to go inside.

Under the sunlight, Qin Henian's car stopped at the gate of the Wu family mansion. Looking through the glass window at the gate of the old Wu family mansion, the exquisitely carved lintel and door frame were given an added touch of antiquity under the sunlight. The Chinese architecture made Qin Henian feel very good.

He remembered that last time he went in, he just walked right in without paying much attention to the gate of the Wu family's old house. Today, he saw that the Wu family had quite a discerning eye. One could say they were worthy of being businessmen in the antique trade.

The presence of a luxurious black sedan parked at the front gate was impossible for the people inside not to notice, and the servants of the Wu family mansion immediately reported it to their masters.

So now, the woman of the highest generation in the Wu family, Wu Xie's grandmother, is sitting in the living room in her own courtyard listening to the visitor's story, her wrinkled face showing a hint of worry.

Her son had told her before that someone outside the circle had appeared around her grandson, but his intuition told him that he couldn't touch this person. Old Mrs. Wu still trusted her second son, which was why she was worried. She wasn't worried about whether the person could get in, but whether there was any deeper meaning behind the other party's actions. But after all, she was getting old, and no matter how capable she was when she was young, that was it.

While those inside and outside the house were each making their own calculations, Wu Xie, who had returned to the old Wu family house before Qin Henian arrived, was chasing a dog in the yard.

"Brother Xiaoman! Just move your place, and I really won't rummage through your place since we grew up together!!!"

Wu Xie, looking miserable, half-squatted beside a large doghouse, looking at a large German Shepherd inside, and spoke in a conciliatory tone.

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

The German Shepherd stood guard by its den, watching Wu Xie with nervousness in its eyes. Although it was a dog, it was quite intelligent. It wasn't that it didn't want to get up, but rather that it had buried many good things it had brought back in its den. It remembered Wu Xie, the familiar person in front of it. When it was a puppy, many of the good things in its den had been taken away by Wu Xie as toys. So it was a little reluctant to get up and move aside when Wu Xie wanted to enter its den.

"Brother Xiaoman! Brother! You're my brother, so please let me in to take a look. I won't take your toys!"

Wu frowned and spoke to his big dog in a gentle voice.

Meanwhile, Zhang Qilin and Fatty Wang, who had accompanied Wu Xie, watched from the sidelines as Wu Xie operated the dog. After all, it was Wu Xie's dog, and Wu Xie's family kept dogs, so neither of them intended to help Wu Xie.

The Fifth Master of the Nine Gates keeps dogs at home, so this must be Wu Xie's uncle, right?

"Wang! Wang! Wang!"

The barking continued, drowning out Wu Xie's words of advice, and the dog's eyes were full of warning.

"Hey! Brother Xiaoman, are you getting distant with me? If you keep this up, I'll pull out my trump card, and then it'll be hard to say who'll be the one trying to persuade whom!"

Wu Xie raised his right hand and made a gesture that his grandfather had taught him, pointing it at his son, Xiaoman.

The barking stopped the next moment, and Xiaoman, a big dog, reluctantly moved out of the kennel and ran to another place.

Wu Xie, on the other hand, managed to dig a few times in the doghouse and found a plastic bag. He casually put it in his pocket, stood up, and pretended to be nonchalant as he pulled the young man and the fat man towards the gate of the Wu family's old house.

Da da da…

Da da da...

The footsteps grew closer, and Qin Henian, sitting in the car, stared through the car window for a while before seeing Wu Xie and the other two come out of the Wu family's gate.

He then rolled down the car window and tilted his head to look at the three people.

"Little Qilin! Wu Xie! Fatty!"

Qin Henian's usually indifferent voice suddenly rose in pitch and volume as he shouted directly at the three people at the door.

"Year of the Crane!"

"Brother Henian!"

The three of them suddenly focused their attention on the luxury car parked by the roadside.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a fair-skinned, handsome face with long hair tied in a high ponytail. Qin Henian, with his curved eyebrows, high nose, and a smile on his lips, was staring in their direction. The next moment, a long, slender, almost glowing white arm reached out from the window and waved towards them...

"Back to Wushan Residence? Get in the car!"

Qin Henian said to the three of them with a smile.

"Hey, Fatty was just complaining about not getting to ride in a luxury car, and now he can!"

Wang Pangzi's eyes gleamed; it was a surrender to money—no, not surrender, but instinct! Looking at the black sedan, the little gold logo on the hood screamed "expensive!"

As he watched, Fatty Wang chuckled and ran to the back seat of the car, opened the door, sat down, lay down, and closed the door in one smooth motion.

Wu Xie, who was completely bewildered by Wang Pangzi's actions, was still standing dumbfounded outside the car. Even Zhang Qilin reacted quickly, going around to the other side to open the car door and get in.

Qin Henian could only sigh and complain inwardly as he looked at Wu Xie, who hadn't reacted for a long time.

Wu Xie is undoubtedly a fool from the evil sect!

"Little Qilin, does Wu Xie's brain sometimes twitch like this?"

Qin Henian turned to look at Zhang Qilin, whose face was cold and stern, and asked with a curious expression.

"Um"

Zhang Qilin nodded, then thought about it again in his mind, but couldn't think of anything. In the end, he just instinctively hummed in agreement.

Zhang Qilin thought it was probably a subconscious assumption, but the truth was probably about the same, based on his observations over the past few days.

Zhang Qilin's nod made Wang Pangzi, who was sitting next to him, seem to have discovered something funny. He was about to laugh when he looked up at Wu Xie, who was about to get on the bus, but he could only cover his mouth with his fat hand to suppress it.

boom!

The car door is closed.

The driver started the engine without being reminded and steered the car toward Wushanju.

Upon arriving at Wushanju, Qin Henian and his three companions immediately noticed a dramatic transformation upon getting out of the car. The entrance was now connected to the adjacent shops, and the facade, signboard, and stone lions at the entrance had all been completely redesigned. Inside, the traditional Chinese decor had been entirely altered, complete with pavilions, terraces, streams, artificial hills, and rugged rocks.

"My goodness! Wu Shan Ju has changed so much in just a few days..."

Just by looking at the changes at the entrance, Fatty Wang knew that Wu Shan Ju had probably been completely renovated inside.

Wow! That's incredibly extravagant!