Chapter 13

"Hey, brother, wait, wait..." The middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them, saying, "Brother, we can talk this out. I was just asking for a high price, you can bargain on the spot, right?"

Rong Yiyang snorted lightly, glanced at his son, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Alright, my son likes this thing. Give me a fair price, and I'll buy it." He paused, warning, "If you still ask for an exorbitant price, we'll leave. Hmph, even if I have money, I won't waste it like that."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Brother, you're right, but I bought this thing for ten taels of silver. You can't expect me to sell it at a loss, can you?"

"Ten taels?" Rong Yiyang looked skeptical and asked, "Just this old book costs ten taels of silver? What kind of book is it?"

The middle-aged man's face turned slightly red, and he muttered, "Brother, this is a book of the Heavenly Script without words."

Rong Yiyang was taken aback. He bent down, opened the book, and stared at it. Indeed, there was not a single word in it.

He laughed and said, "A book of the Heavenly Script without words, and you paid ten taels of silver for it?"

The middle-aged man had a thick skin and said matter-of-factly, "This kind of book of the Heavenly Script without words is extremely rare. You've never seen one before, right? Hehe, so I bought it." In fact, he didn't even know where he found this book. It was something he picked out randomly from a pile of junk, and it wasn't worth much at all. The ten taels of silver was just a huge overcharge.

Rong Yiyang's lips curled, and he said, "Five taels, take it or leave it."

The middle-aged man looked at Rong Yiyang seriously, realizing he couldn't squeeze any more money out of him, and said with a pained expression, "Sigh, I like you, brother. I'll do a loss-making deal today."

Rong Yiyang took out five taels of silver and handed the book of the Heavenly Script to his son.

If it were up to him, he wouldn't have bought this thing, but since his son liked it, he would do anything to get it, even if it were a star from the sky.

Rong Kaixuan took the book of the Heavenly Script and a smile of satisfaction flashed across his face. The moment his hand touched the book, he confirmed that it was indeed what he had imagined.

Looking at the stall owner, Rong Kaixuan couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, do you have more of these books of the Heavenly Script without words?"

Rong Yiyang and the stall owner were both taken aback. They looked at Rong Kaixuan, whose eyes were gleaming with excitement, and a strange feeling arose in their hearts.

Could this book of the Heavenly Script without words really be a treasure?

For some reason, the stall owner felt a bit regretful. However, the transaction was already completed, and he couldn't go back on it in public.

"Hehe, young man, this is something I picked up by chance. I can't remember where I found it, but I've only seen one of these."

A look of disappointment flashed across Rong Kaixuan's face. It seemed that good things weren't so easy to come by.

"Hey, Father, look, it's a talisman book?"

Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise and joy came from behind the crowd.

Rong Yiyang and the others turned to see two men approaching the stall quickly. Their eyes were fixed on the book of the Heavenly Script in Rong Kaixuan's hand.

The stall owner was taken aback. At this moment, even the most foolish person would know that this book of the Heavenly Script without words was extraordinary. Thinking of this, he felt a deep sense of regret.

Rong Yiyang's face changed slightly. He stepped forward and shielded his son.

The two men stopped, one being a middle-aged man in his forties, and the other a young man in his twenties. The young man looked angry and said, "Who are you? Move aside quickly."

Rong Yiyang smiled slightly, bowed, and said, "I am Rong Yiyang, a direct descendant of the Rong family. May I ask for your names?"

This was the main branch of the Rong family. Although the status of direct descendants varied, they were all part of the Rong family. If they were bullied by outsiders here, the Rong family would not stand idly by.

The two men were taken aback. The young man frowned and coldly said, "I am Rong Kaixin, and this is my father, Rong Yige."

"Rong Yige?" Rong Yiyang drew a sharp breath, and his face changed.

He was not unfamiliar with this name. Among the second-generation disciples of the Rong family, Rong Yige was famous, far more so than Rong Yide. However, this fame was not due to his own achievements but because he had a son who was renowned throughout the clan.

Rong Yige smiled insincerely and said, "Rong Yiyang, who is the person behind you?"

Rong Yiyang turned and pulled his son out, saying, "This is my son, Kaixuan. Come, Kaixuan, meet your uncle and elder brother."

Rong Kaixuan, though somewhat dissatisfied, bowed and said, "Greetings, Uncle and Elder Brother."

Rong Yige's face twitched and said, "No need for formalities."

Rong Kaixin's eyes fell on the talisman book in Rong Kaixuan's hand. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Young brother, this book looks familiar. Can I take a look?"

Rong Kaixuan immediately held the book tightly, staring at them with a wary look.

Since the other party clearly had ill intentions, he would not hand over the talisman book.

"Hmph." Rong Kaixin's face changed, and he said, "Rong Yiyang, Rong Kaixuan, why have I never heard of your names? Are you imposters?"

Rong Yiyang was secretly annoyed but dared not show his anger. He could only say in a low voice, "I am indeed a direct descendant of the Rong family, but because I haven't cultivated true qi, I was sent to guard an estate outside the main branch over a decade ago. It's not surprising that you haven't heard of us."

A look of disdain flashed across the eyes of Rong Yige and his son.

There were countless such Rong family descendants, who had no status within the entire clan.

Initially, upon hearing that they were direct descendants of the Rong family, they had some reservations. But now, while they couldn't act recklessly, they no longer took them seriously.

Rong Kaixin turned to his father, and Rong Yige pondered for a moment before nodding slowly.

"Hehe." With his father's approval, Rong Kaixin's confidence grew. He turned to the stall owner and said, "Hey, is this talisman book yours?"

The stall owner was taken aback and nodded instinctively, saying, "Yes, it's mine."

Rong Yiyang's face changed slightly and said, "No, this talisman book has already been sold to us."

Rong Kaixin coldly snorted, ignoring his words, and said, "I want to buy this talisman book. Give me a price."

The stall owner's eyes darted around, his face filled with greed. He gritted his teeth and said, "One spirit coin."

Rong Kaixin laughed and said, "You know your stuff. Here you go." He threw a spirit coin, which landed in the stall owner's hand.

The stall owner's eyes widened, staring at the spirit coin in his hand, overjoyed.

Rong Kaixin turned and said, "This book is now mine. Hand it over."

Rong Yiyang's face turned ashen, and he said, "We bought this book first, and the transaction is complete. Are you not afraid of the clan rules?"

"Clan rules?" Rong Kaixin smiled mockingly and said, "We are making a fair deal. How can we violate the clan rules? Hehe, I offered a higher price, so I have the right to get the talisman book. Hey, isn't that right?"

He directed his last question at the stall owner.

The stall owner was taken aback and quickly said, "Yes, yes." He took out five taels of silver and handed it over, saying, "Sir, here is your silver. I won't sell the book to you anymore."

Rong Yiyang was furious and said, "We have already completed the transaction. What do you mean by saying you won't sell it now?"

The stall owner smiled insincerely and said, "Because someone offered a higher price. As a businessman, I naturally want to make more profit." Rong Kaixin could ignore this pair of direct descendants of the Rong family, but he couldn't. So he had to explain humbly. However, in his heart, he was secretly angry, thinking that trying to buy a treasure worth one spirit coin for five taels of silver was just asking for trouble.

Rong Kaixin laughed and said, "He's right. This item is now ours. Hand it over quickly."

Rong Yiyang looked around and was surprised to find that the conflict had made the surroundings quiet. Everyone's eyes were on this place, but no one came forward to uphold justice.

He took a deep breath, a strong impulse rising in his heart.

In the past, if he had encountered such a situation, he would have had to grit his teeth and endure it.

Because he, a discarded direct descendant of the Rong family, could not be compared to Rong Yige and his son. Even if he had the upper hand, they could find a reason to make his family suffer.

But things were different now. His son had attracted the attention of the clan elders and could join the Spirit Hall.

Their family had undergone a transformation, like a carp leaping over the dragon gate. For the sake of his son's future standing in the clan, he could not back down now.

Seeing the changing expression on Rong Yiyang's face, Rong Kaixin and his father both smiled confidently.

They were certain that this fallen family descendant would choose to submit.

However, at this moment, Rong Yiyang suddenly opened his eyes wide and shouted, "No, this book belongs to my son. No one can take it from us."

Rong Kaixuan looked up, surprised, and felt the strong emotions from his father. A smile of satisfaction appeared on his lips.

Rong Yige and his son's faces turned extremely ugly.

Rong Yige coldly snorted and slowly said, "Since you don't follow the rules, I'll show you what the rules of the Rong family are." He waved his hand and said, "Kaixin, take them down."

Rong Kaixin shouted, "Yes." He turned and sneered, "You're asking for it."

With that, he took a step forward and punched toward Rong Yiyang.