CHAPTER 757: CHAPTER 463 ATTACK!

Mo Ao’s face gradually turned ugly, and just as he was about to speak...

"If the authenticity of a piece of jewelry is unclear, and the buyer stubbornly throws a fortune at it, that is stupidity,"

Cao Qijun said coolly, twirling her wedding ring before adding leisurely, "And not knowing whether an elder’s caution stems from fairness or whether their fairness is due to caution, yet rashly accusing them, one, is brainless, two, is impolite. Has the Foss family become so arrogant that anyone who does not acknowledge you is entirely wrong?"

Directly escalating the topic to family upbringing, the nearby tycoons and nobles all began whispering among themselves. In fact, Mo Ao’s behavior was indeed quite improper. Fighting with the Ron Family was somewhat justifiable, but smearing Junshi Castle was too unwise, almost like a rabid dog biting everyone in sight, adding enemies to his family rashly...

How foolish!

Mo Ao’s complexion finally became extremely unsightly, and he couldn’t utter a single word, while the people behind him darted their eyes around, not daring to speak.

After all, Mo Ao’s momentum had been too overbearing, thinking that the gentle-looking Duchess was an easy target to bully...

But he had reinforcements.

"Duke, Mo Ao is still a child... Anyway, you are an expert in this field, so just help take a look," Madam Marton employed her husband’s usual technique of smoothing things over, inadvertently setting up the Duchess again.

Umm... Sui Yi and the others standing aside watched, thinking that this London aristocratic circle really was... a colorful mix, with all sorts of people.

Not all as glamorous, elegant, and clean as reported in the news...

"If you, Duke, are unwilling to step in, isn’t there also a Chinese friend here who is good at jewelry? She must understand these things, so let her..."

Sui Yi, who was inexplicably targeted by Wo Er, frowned upon hearing this. Jewelry... Does it have a logical relationship with ancient weapons and crafted items?

But Miss Wo Er thinks you’re related! (The best are not limited by borders ah~ a universal brotherhood of scoundrels~ ha~)

And in a minute, Mo Ao caught the hint from Wo Er--the Duchess is untouchable, but her friend, a Chinese person, you should be able to bully right? Come on! Bully her!

"You’re a Chinese collector? Very well, you come and take a look for me, and determine who has the real item between us two,"

This instantly turned a jeweler into a collector... Are you two game GMs? Hooked on changing settings, are you?

But indeed, a dose of truth was hit—Sui Yi was indeed a renown collector.

But she didn’t want to bother with their squabbles...

So...

Mercilessly, one more sentence was added: "However, I think there are very few people in China who have the economic capability to collect, and even those with money don’t really understand international collections..."

This has escalated to racial and national discrimination, hasn’t it!

Cao Qijun snickered, I’m a Chinese person!

Many people here are Chinese!

Sure enough, there were quite a few rich Chinese who had traveled from afar to visit the United Kingdom, and some Chinese descendants, who all became somewhat annoyed upon hearing this.

Damn it, treating us like we’re dead, huh!

But Sui Yi had already begun to speak.

"More than eight hundred years ago, Rome had not yet invented the openwork inlay technique, and Grace was only ranked as a Roman aristocratic warrior, not belonging to the nobility, nor possessing a high enough military rank to afford such a three-bead jewel of nobility..."

"If he had really used it, he wouldn’t have lived that long,"

The Roman nobility at that time were extremely strict, and the class divisions were outrageous. Even if Grace was a famous warrior in history, that would not be enough for them to make an exception and let him possess such a treasured dagger.

Sui Yi’s comments were undoubtedly a slap in the face to Pei Si, who had thought that since Sui Yi and Cao Qijun were friends, she would have leaned towards his side, but unexpectedly, his face darkened, and he said somewhat rudely, "Maybe it was bestowed by the Roman Emperor. You know, Grace did help Rome win quite a few gladiatorial fights, and most importantly, his name was clearly engraved on this dagger..."

Sui Yi glanced at the dagger raised by the other party and said indifferently, "This name is indeed engraved somewhat better than the Roman Emperor’s Scepter of Power."

Uh...

The crowd understood; this was a matter of craftsmanship. It didn’t make sense for a weapon awarded to a soldier under command to be of finer workmanship than the Scepter of Power, which symbolized the emperor’s authority...

It can only mean... the era doesn’t match.

This dagger is a modern imitation.

Pei Si had nothing to say, his face turning both red and pale, but Mo Ao, upon hearing this, laughed,

"Haha, I knew it! Pei Si, you idiot! Actually taking a fake for a treasure! And eight hundred years... ha ha~ But this Chinese person does have some insight, so come and look at this ivory carving—see..."

He had already regarded Sui Yi as aligned with him, so...

"Too white," said Sui Yi cryptically, confusing everyone. Mo Ao frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The King of Elephants from Siam, Thailand, is the first master of ivory carving and comes from the Imperial Family. Every piece of this lotus and Buddha standard is recorded and rarely found outside. Judging by the year of death, his works should be at least three hundred years old. Even in the favorable climate of Siam, the condition of ivory can hardly be so well preserved after three hundred years, let alone after being moved around and arriving in the damp climate of the United Kingdom..."

"That’s because there are advanced preservation methods now that can wash away its impurities... Perhaps you don’t have such technology in China yet..."

Offending China again in an instant...

What a technological joke.

The true collectors present were somewhat incredulous...

Does this person not know that for genuine antiques like ivory, they’d rather let time add its patina than disrupt its natural state with external substances~~

Washing away impurities...

How can he say that with a straight face?

Showing off his ignorance in an instant.

Of course, what’s more absolute is Sui Yi crossing her arms and airily remarking, "We have Liby laundry detergent in China."

Pfft!

All the Chinese in the hall burst out laughing.

And many British and other international guests who recognized the well-known brand of Liby, as a significant part of daily necessities internationally are Made in China, immediately understood...

Then the crowd burst into laughter.

Dear, we may not have high technology for washing ivory, but we have Liby laundry detergent, immediately effective! From now on, mom won’t have to worry about my ivory turning black!

Mo Ao became a complete laughingstock, while Pei Si felt relieved that compared to the Liby bleach anecdote, he hadn’t lost too much face...

"You! You’re incredibly rude!"

Mo Ao was angered to the point of storming forward... These distinguished gentlemen were not strangers to using their fists when words failed them, so his first impulse was to get physical...

The people from Junshi Castle had just stepped forward to stop him...

Suddenly, Sui Yi pulled Cao Qijun...

A bullet whizzed past Cao Qijun’s face...

It missed by just that much—if she had still been standing there, her head would have exploded by now!

And that bullet... skidded off the ground, ricocheting off a piece of fabric, and whack! It struck the thigh of a young man behind Mo Ao, who let out a miserable scream.

In stunned shock, many people froze, and many bodyguards suddenly sprang into action...

Bang!

Another bullet erupted beside Mo Ao!

Whoosh!

The entire square burst into chaos, filled with screams!

Some were enveloped by bodyguards for protection, while others fled in disarray. The scene was completely out of control in an instant, everyone scrambling to take cover inside the shops, and those inside dared not come out. Many called the police...

At that moment, the old butler Xius stepped in front, "Protect the lady and the young master first... Hurry!"

No sooner had he spoken...

Bang!

Mo Ao’s head... burst!

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere...

The ivory Buddha statue fell to the ground and broke apart!

It wasn’t just one Mo Ao; at that exact moment, nearly one, then two, three... several people fell!

The faces of Cao Qijun and the other noble ladies turned pale.

Then, Cao Qijun suddenly felt an imminent danger closing in...

She turned her head...

It seemed as if she saw someone, someone in the crowd across the shop plaza, aiming a gun...

"Chark!"

Without caring for the protection of her bodyguards, Cao Qijun charged out...

Chark, on the other hand, actually had two bodyguards for his protection, but both guards had already been shot in the head!

The sniper on the left was shot in the head, and the gunman opposite...

Had locked onto Chark’s adorable little head...

"Oh~ poor little cutie, you’re done for~"

Whizz!

The bullet fired...

Xius raised his hand... but saw a blurry figure had already reached Chark’s side...

And Chark probably only remembered that one moment when mommy dashed over desperately. Then, his collar tightened, his body was lifted into the air, and he flew out...

In the air, he saw the spinning long hair of the person holding him... It was as black as mommy’s, as soft, as...

Then he was flung away...

Safely landing in the arms of Butler Xius, as soon as he steadied his vision, he was met with Pei Si’s dumbfounded face!

Swish~~

The dagger was thrown!

It sliced the bullet and plunged into the rifle...

Boom!

Bang!

The man was knocked unconscious by the burst rifle.

Cao Qijun, who had arrived, embraced Chark; her face was so white it looked as though all her blood had been drained in an instant. She was incredibly grateful as she looked towards Sui Yi, but Sui Yi’s back was turned to her...

She bent down, slowly picking up pebbles one by one...

Deliberately unhurried, completely aloof from the chaos around her...

That presence...was utterly captivating!

Away from the chaotic crowd, one, then two, three...lots of people seemed to be fighting against the tide...

Holding guns in their hands...

Or advancing forward...

Or...there were snipers in the high-rise buildings!

Bang, bang, bang~

Bullets flew wildly!

They caused even more people trying to retreat into the buildings for cover to fall down.

However, it was clear that the Foss Family and the Duke of Junshi’s wife and the Little Duke were the primary targets.

Many of the bodyguards on site were armed and soon began to return fire. But they needed to protect their own masters as they retreated, which put them under great pressure. They were nowhere near as free as Ye Zixu and his ilk...

Swish! Ye Zixu’s blurry figure had already dashed into the crowd. Before one could fire his weapon, slap! Ye Zixu knocked him out cold with a palm strike. He turned sideways, and a bullet whizzed by his shoulder...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to vote for it and give monthly tickets at Qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)