CHAPTER 1151: 1229: LIANG, BASTARD, ZHI CHEN

Shujun’s eyes flashed, then with a swift step, she rushed towards the young man furiously kicking the Money Shop’s door.

"Young Master, do you have any life fruit on you?"

Huh? The young man’s eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Yes, yes, yes! Ten times compensation if fake, no deception!"

Shujun stifled a laugh, just about to speak again, but suddenly—!

"Huh?? What are you doing? Why are you robbing??"

The young man was scared stiff by Shujun, not because of anything else but because Shujun suddenly grabbed his wrist and was staring at him intensely? No, not at him, but at the silver note in his hand?

"Brother, master, come quickly!"

Shujun called back, then pried open the young man’s hand. He held this half-old, crumpled silver note, staring intently at the bottom right corner of the note.

Dong Huiying, seeing that Shujun looked unusual, hurriedly walked over, and the others followed suit.

"What is this?" Zhi Chen took a look and immediately, as the elder brother, uncharacteristically abandoned his usual calm, suddenly grabbed the vendor’s collar: "Where did this silver note come from?"

"Huh???"

The small vendor was nearly dumbfounded. He was just over 170 cm tall, and now surrounded by several people, all tall and burly. Terrifying, very terrifying!!

The vendor swallowed hard, "I... I’ll tell you, but don’t be lawless. I, I... I earn silver by my own skill, so what! Silver note, give me back the silver note, give it back!"

The vendor was quite scared. Shu Yu lifted a hand, placing it on the elder brother’s arm. Only then did the elder brother come to his senses.

Zhi Chen exhaled heavily, then reached into his robe, took out a few silver notes, and stuffed them into the vendor’s hand.

The vendor’s eyes brightened, looking quite mercenary. "This, this, this... huh?" He clutched the notes tightly, then saw the man who just grabbed his collar asking, "Where did you get this Datong Silver Note?"

The vendor thought to himself, oh, they’re inquiring about something? He steadied himself, quickly pocketed the notes Zhi Chen gave him—these weren’t Datong Silver Notes, looks like he profited this time!

"Ah, you mean this? This... let me think," the vendor tried to recall, then "ah"ed, "A few years back, there was a bastard, I saw his flat belly and figured he never had children, so I tried selling him the life fruit. But damn it, he claimed my life fruits were fake, somehow word got out, and I couldn’t do business! Damn that bastard, I’d kill him if I ever see him again!!"

Liang—notorious bastard—Zhi Chen...

Apparently, he’s been having quite an affair with bastards lately?

He glanced at his master beside him, then asked calmly, "Then what happened?"

The vendor wore a bitter face, "Then what could I do? I had to find another way out, so I took my life fruits to other places. First, I went to Jun City and then to other regions. My wife died early, I’m a widower, my wife’s family had several fathers, all old, relying on me to support them, and I also have a posthumous child... alas!"

The vendor sighed, looking a bit listless, then added, "This silver note was given to me by a young master when I was selling life fruit two years ago. I remember it was raining heavily that day, the young master didn’t wear a bamboo hat. Come to think of it... right! He was quite tall and quite slender, I distinctly remember his face, very good-looking!"