Chapter 23

When the two rushed to the hotel room, the floor was littered with broken porcelain. Ye Weilin was sitting in a chair, his face ashen, and he remained silent.

Luo Yaohua, seeing the white porcelain shards, was somewhat surprised and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ye, did you smash the meiping vase?"

Yang Bo quietly pulled him aside and pointed to the corner of the room where the tea table was.

Only then did Luo Yaohua notice the meiping vase and quickly changed his words, "Brother Ye, who on earth had the nerve to bully you like this! Just tell me, and I'll take care of it for you!"

Ye Weilin glanced at Luo Yaohua and coldly snorted, "Truly, the poor and remote areas produce unruly people! Yesterday, I went to the countryside to search for old houses. I met a boatman who took me to a place called 'Second Master Yuan.' There were quite a few ceramics and paintings there, and some of them were quite good! At that moment, I immediately set my eyes on this Yongzheng famille rose blue and white meiping vase!"

Hearing Ye Weilin's explanation, Luo Yaohua's face showed a hint of surprise, "Brother Ye, did you pay a 350,000 yuan deposit?"

"How did you know?" Ye Weilin raised his head in surprise.

"Because this Second Master Yuan is somewhat well-known in the industry. Although I haven't bought anything from him, I know that the rule is to pay a 10% deposit first," Luo Yaohua said.

Ye Weilin stared at Luo Yaohua, noticing that his attitude had softened. Suppressing his anger, he said, "Fortunately, he's not in my territory. If he were, I would make him regret it!"

Luo Yaohua's face was awkward, sensing Ye Weilin's dissatisfaction. He quickly added, "Brother Ye, leave this matter to me. I'll make a call to find out the details! Rest assured, I won't let you down, and I'll make sure you get your revenge!"

With that, Luo Yaohua walked to the side and made a call.

Ye Weilin looked at Yang Bo, noticing that he had remained calm and silent throughout. He was not pleased, "Brother Yang, did you go home to handle your affairs? Are they settled?"

Yang Bo shook his head, "Only halfway done. Some things are still unresolved. When I heard about the problem here, I rushed over."

Ye Weilin nodded slightly, "Oh, I really appreciate your help, Brother Yang! But since you're from Nanjing, do you know this Second Master Yuan?"

Yang Bo, who had only recently entered the industry and mostly operated in the small circle of Nanjing antique shops, had no idea who this Second Master Yuan was. So, he shook his head, "No, I don't."

"Oh—" Ye Weilin dragged out the word and fell silent.

Soon, Luo Yaohua came over, "Brother Ye, I've found out. This Second Master Yuan is a local thug here. He runs a casino and sells antiques. He's considered quite righteous, and he has a lot of antiques, some of which are high-quality. Moreover, he's a brother to Old Master Mei, who runs an underground antique auction in Nanjing. I have a good relationship with Old Master Mei. How about I help you mediate?"

"Mediate? How? Apologize?" Ye Weilin's face was ashen, and he tightly gripped the armrests of the chair, his veins bulging, clearly furious.

"Yes, Brother Ye, rest assured. He will apologize and compensate you with better items. You won't lose out," Luo Yaohua said, bowing his head and not noticing Ye Weilin's rage.

Yang Bo stood to the side, not reminding Luo Yaohua that he had said the wrong thing. When he heard the description of Second Master Yuan, he felt something was off. He had grown up here and had never heard of Second Master Yuan, but he knew another name—Yuan Mumen!

Yang Lang had lost nearly 500,000 yuan gambling, and Yang Bo didn't even need to ask to know it was in Yuan Mumen's casino. Yuan Mumen got his name because many people had lost everything and their families had fallen apart in his underground casino. If it weren't for the possibility of repayment, the debt collectors wouldn't have let the Yang family off so easily!

Ye Weilin was filled with anger, "What a clear blue sky! Running an underground casino and selling fake antiques can be considered righteous? Treating outsiders like lambs to the slaughter is also righteous? If this is righteousness, then what isn't?"

Ye Weilin slapped his right hand on the tea table, and with a "thud," the Yongzheng famille rose blue and white meiping vase fell to the floor and shattered into pieces!

Luo Yaohua was startled, finally noticing Ye Weilin's explosive anger. He quickly said, "Brother Ye, no need for apologies! I'll take people to take care of Old Master Yuan!"

As he turned to leave, Ye Weilin wasn't buying it and coldly laughed, "Take people? Who will you take?"

"Of course, I'll take my brothers! We'll smash his casino and get you some relief!" Luo Yaohua said.

"Not so fast!" Ye Weilin raised his head and looked at Yang Bo, "Brother Yang is a wise man. How about you give us some advice? What should we do?"

Yang Bo didn't expect the question to be thrown at him. He saw clearly that Luo Yaohua was trying to be clever and protect Old Master Yuan, while Ye Weilin seemed unwilling to let it go. Whether Luo Yaohua really didn't know Old Master Yuan before was no longer important; what mattered was his attitude!

Yang Bo didn't want to take on this hot potato, "Mr. Ye, you're joking. This decision should be yours."

"No, I really want to hear Brother Yang's opinion!" Ye Weilin insisted.

Yang Bo looked up, noticing Luo Yaohua's glare, and hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Ye is a man of integrity. If you've been cheated, you should take the proper course of action."

Ye Weilin smiled, "Brother Yang is indeed consistent inside and out. Yes, we should take the righteous path. What do we have to fear?"

Luo Yaohua couldn't resist the pressure from Ye Weilin, "Brother Ye, please wait. I'll make a call. Tomorrow morning, just watch the news!"

With that, Luo Yaohua left without further ado.

Yang Bo and Luo Yaohua walked out together. Luo Yaohua shook his head, "You've given me a big problem!"

"This isn't a big problem. I think Mr. Ye's words make a lot of sense. The righteous path is the right way!" Yang Bo glanced at Luo Yaohua and said.

Luo Yaohua thought in silence for a long time before taking out his phone...

The next morning, Yang Bo was woken by a call from Luo Yaohua. They met up, and Luo Yaohua drove through the night.

"Where are we going?" Yang Bo was curious. He had a vague guess but felt it was unlikely.

"Don't ask too many questions. You'll know when we get there." Luo Yaohua focused on driving and didn't explain.

In the night, the moonlight was like water, casting a clear glow, and the August night had a slight chill...