Chapter 135: Startling Speech Knows No End!

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Chapter 135: Startling Speech Knows No End!

"Boy surnamed Ling, you're provoking the Ouyang family!" Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

A middle-aged man from the Ouyang family's side seat stared coldly at Ling Feng.

The middle-aged man in question was none other than the grand elder of the Ouyang family and also the father of Ouyang Yu. This collusion between father and son, attempting to cheat and seize the position of heir to the Treasure Pavilion, was all seen through by Ling Feng at a single glance.

The two senior appraisers in charge of this appraisal were also deeply concerned.

With these words, wasn't Ling Feng implying their ignorance?

The president of the Treasure Appraisal Guild, Liu Xudong, immediately stood up from his seat and rebuked, "You insolent brat! You're far too arrogant! With your limited insight, I'm ashamed to share a seat with you! Ouyang Rui, if your Ouyang family doesn't expel this kid today, I'll leave right away. I refuse to participate in such a poorly conducted Treasure Appraisal Convention!"

"I'm leaving too!"

"I'm out as well!"

In an instant, senior appraisers from various treasure appraisal guilds stood up alongside Liu Xudong, filled with righteous indignation.

Ling Feng sneered coldly, maintaining his composure. "Very well, feel free to leave. With your meager discernment, I, Ling Feng, am ashamed to share a seat with you as well!"

"What did you say?"

"Absolutely audacious!"

"This ignorant brat is challenging our Treasure Appraisal Guild!"

The entire venue of the appraisal event erupted into chaos, with countless icy stares fixed on Ling Feng, as if ready to erupt at any moment.

"Hahaha, this kid is digging his own grave. He can't blame anyone else!"

Jia Lang squinted his eyes, chuckling coldly. With just a word from each of them, they could drown Ling Feng in a deluge of spittle.

Meanwhile, Lin Xian'er couldn't help but sweat nervously. Ling Feng is too arrogant. Even if he has differing opinions, it's unnecessary to resort to such extreme measures.

Given the current situation, how would this all end?

"The ones who are ignorant are all of you!"

Ling Feng slowly placed his tea cup down and stood up, attracting the attention of everyone as he proceeded to ascend the platform where the appraisals were conducted.

"What's he doing?"

"Is he out of his mind? Is he trying to challenge both the Treasure Pavilion and the Treasure Appraisal Guild at once?"

Witnessing Ling Feng's audacious move, the prominent figures of Yuzhou City—wealthy merchants and seasoned appraisers alike—stared in disbelief at his seemingly unremarkable figure.

Lin Xian'er, too, fixed her gaze on Ling Feng's silhouette, puzzled by his intentions.

Despite scrutinizing the object three times over, Mr. Liu Xudong, the head of the guild, only now realized the manipulation, while Ling Feng, with just one glance, saw through it!

Didn't that indicate that Ling Feng's appraisal ability surpassed even that of the president of the Treasure Appraisal Guild!

Ouyang Rui's expression darkened as he crushed the golden jade and glass bowl into pieces with one hand. With a crisp sound, the bowl shattered into seventeen or eighteen fragments, and among the shards at the bottom, a gleaming golden bead rolled out.

"This is it!"

Mr. Liu Xudong picked up the bead, his eyebrows furrowing into an inverted eight[1] and his facial muscles visibly twitching.

It was evident to everyone that this elderly president was seething with anger!

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! After devoting my entire life to appraising treasures, I, Liu Xudong, never imagined that I would be defeated by a small, aura-glowing golden bead!" Liu Xudong's face was filled with indignation and sorrow. He never imagined that such a solemn appraisal conference would have such trickery.

It was precisely because of the spiritual energy emanating from the golden bead that it deceived Ouyang Jing's eyes, as well as those of the senior appraisers present, and even the president's.

"What's happening? Is the Treasure Pavilion really resorting to such tactics?"

"This isn't appraisal at all! It's simply deceiving everyone."

"There's definitely a conspiracy going on here!"

The entire venue erupted into chaos. None of the individuals present were fools, and the fact that such an incident occurred precisely during the selection of the Treasure Pavilion's heir—was it merely a coincidence?

And the biggest beneficiary of this appraisal was undoubtedly Ouyang Yu!

"Xiaoyu, care to explain what's going on?"

Ouyang Rui's gaze turned instantly icy as he fixed his eyes on Ouyang Yu nearby.

At that moment, cold sweat dripped down Ouyang Yu's forehead, his face pale as a sheet. Under the scrutiny of numerous questioning gazes, he even began to tremble slightly. "Rui... Uncle Rui, this... this has nothing to do with me!"

"If it has nothing to do with you, why are you afraid?" Ouyang Rui's voice grew colder. "I am deeply disappointed in you! What is the rule of our Ouyang family? Transparency, honesty, and no deceit. Are you tarnishing the reputation of our Ouyang family?"

Under the overpowering display of authority from Ouyang Rui, Ouyang Yu's legs buckled, and he collapsed to the ground with a 'thud.'

The unfolding of events caught him completely off guard.

"Xiaoyu! You've truly disappointed me! How could you do such a thing?" At that moment, the grand elder from the main seat abruptly rose, strode over to Ouyang Yu and delivered a resounding slap across his son's face. "You worthless scoundrel! I disown you as my son!"

One must admit, the grand elder's performance was emotionally invested, perfectly portraying the image of a father deeply disappointed in his son.

"Old man, you're wasting your talent by not acting in dramas!" Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Come on, tell us, how did your dear son pick out that Eight Treasures Wishing Ring?"

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Grand Elder Ouyang Gong's pupils contracted, his movements freezing abruptly.

Ling Feng's words immediately made it clear to those around: the cheating at the treasure appraisal convention was undoubtedly orchestrated by Ouyang Yu and his father!

1. Eight is written as / \, when inverted will look like \ /, resembling angry bird ^^ ☜