Chapter 408: Meeting Fan Shazi

Shi Yong came over then and shoved that person aside with one hand,

Damn, do you want to die? Acting all high and mighty in Zaocheng without even checking who I am...

I was worried that Shi Yong would say his own name and cause unnecessary trouble, so I stopped him from speaking further.

I said to that person, "Take two hundred yuan and get lost quickly."

After saying that, I pulled out two hundred yuan and threw it at that guy.

I didn't expect this person to push his luck,

He immediately shouted, "You're trying to send off a beggar? Without ten thousand yuan, I won't leave."

He's just a petty thug wherever he goes. Looks like I have to teach him a lesson.

I gave Shi Yong a glance,

Shi Yong understood my meaning,

then he slapped that person's face with a big palm,

With a "pah" sound, that guy covered his face and froze.

"If you don't get lost, I'll kill you." Shi Yong shouted.

That guy covered his face, his expression very painful,

then he shouted at us, "Damn, dare to cause trouble here? You wait, I'm calling people over."

After saying that, he turned and ran.

Ding Li said, "Zhao Ge, let's hurry and go. I know where Fan Shazi's shop is."

"Ding Li, if we just let it go, I'll have to mess with them; these little hooligans love to bully people.

Forget it, we have something to do today; let's go to Fan Shazi's shop.' I said.

"Exactly, I haven't even mentioned my name yet; if I did, I bet they'd piss themselves." Shi Yong also shouted loudly.

We had just walked a few steps when we saw ahead, suddenly many people came, rushing angrily toward us, some holding things in their hands.

In the middle was an old man,

wearing sunglasses, with a combed-back hairstyle, dressed in a Tang-style outfit.

looking like a big boss.

From his way of walking, I felt this person was like Fan Shazi.

Ding Li also recognized that Fan Shazi had arrived; he wanted to run over and introduce us to Fan Shazi.

I grabbed Ding Li with one hand,

"Ding Li, I want to see what Fan Shazi is up to today, what act he's putting on."

Ding Li didn't move.

Fan Shazi walked up to me,

clasped his fists,

"Where do you come from, friend? Did you come down from the mountain, or are you a junior in the Martial World? If you break something, you have to compensate—don't you know this rule?"

"Come to this Antique City, if you're a dragon you must coil, if you're a tiger you must lie low."

"Otherwise, my men won't show mercy."

After hearing Fan Shazi's words, I laughed loudly: "Fan Grandpa, it's been decades since we last met; I never thought we'd meet here,"

we're all old friends,

you're still playing with these things.

You really don't recognize me?

In prison, do you remember? The brother who bunked above you.

"You're a friend who came down from the mountain; I truly didn't recognize you. Please, brother, give your name." Fan Shazi took off his sunglasses and examined me closely.

I looked at Fan Shazi,

and continued laughing: "Looks like, old brother, you're really forgetful. My surname is Zhao—do you remember now?"

"Surname Zhao, you're Zhao, Zhao—ah, brother, it's really you! I never expected to actually run into you. It's been so many years since we last saw each other—I've missed you terribly." Fan Shazi tossed his sunglasses aside and hurried over to me,

Then he put both arms around my shoulders,

"Really it's you. Ah, good brother. This must be Shi Yong, right?"

Fan Shazi truly recognized us.

I laughed: "I didn't expect you, old brother, to still be pulling this stunt—playing the accident scam."

Fan Shazi smiled embarrassedly,

"Sorry to make you laugh, brother; doing legitimate business doesn't make much money, so I have no choice but to scrape a living in the market."

"Come, let's talk in my shop." Fan Shazi, with his arm around my shoulder, walked ahead.

Ding Li and Shi Yong followed behind.

We arrived at Fan Shazi's shop,

Fan Shazi had someone close the shop door,

"We're not open today; I specially wanted to welcome your arrival. I heard your group ran into trouble last year. I never really understood, nor had I met you before—sigh, you know, back then you were the group's chairman, while we are just small shop owners, worlds apart."

"How are things now?"

"Thanks for your concern, old brother; the group was taken over, and I became a fugitive. Old brother, I'm worse off than you." I laughed.

"Brother, you love to joke—know that a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse. Your abilities are far beyond ordinary people."

"Even as a fugitive, you dare to come play in the Antique City."

"I, Fan Mou, have admired no one more in my life than you, brother; back when you were in prison, you were full of heroic spirit."

"You even dared to catch prison escapees."

Although you've gone out, your legend still circulates in the prison.

After leaving prison, you founded the Da Heng Group; in Zaocheng everyone knows you.

In the prison, we study your deeds all day.

To me, you're practically a god.

Fan Shazi kept praising me.

"Enough, old brother, don't say that. I'm currently homeless, wandering around; I came to you to ask for a bowl of food—I don't know if you can give me something to eat." I said to Fan Shazi.

"Brother, how much money do you need? About eighteen thousand, I daren't say; about one hundred eighty, I can still come up with. Heck, business is bad these days; back in the day I could pull out a hundred thousand, even two hundred thousand." Fan Shazi complained to me about his poverty.

Hearing Fan Shazi's poverty complaint, I just wanted to laugh.

"Thanks, old brother, it's enough that you have this intention."

As for me, I've come to you on business. Let me introduce these two brothers, Shi Yong and Ding Li—you know them, right?

"Ding Li, brother also hangs out with you; this Ding Li is a real talent, his calligraphy is excellent. Ding Li brother, let's forget what happened between us before."

As for me, I also know you've suffered a small loss.

"As for that piece of calligraphy, I really didn't make any money from it—I got caught, there was nothing I could do. Please understand my difficulties, old brother." Fan Shazi explained to Ding Li.

Ding Li smiled,

"Brother Fan, there's no need to bring up the past; I'm now hanging out with Brother Zhao, that little bit of money is nothing—it's just drizzle."

A hundred thousand, eighty thousand—in Brother Zhao's eyes that's not even money, right, Brother Zhao?

"Oh dear, Ding Li, you're underestimating—it should be millions, even tens of millions, and that wouldn't count as money; you know my older brother used to be the richest man in Zaocheng." Shi Yong also said from the side.

"I've said it, Brother Zhao Jianqiang is a badass, this is absolutely true—quickly sit down and pour good tea for my brothers."

"Xiao Qi went to the restaurant outside to order dishes, and I and my brothers will have a good drink." Fan Shazi said happily.

"Better to obey than to show respect. Then I'll trouble you, old brother—I was actually wanting to chat with you." After saying that, I looked around in Fan Shazi's antique shop.

They're nothing but antique porcelain and bronze ware.

The walls are covered with famous people's calligraphy and paintings, including Fan Shazi's own ink chrysanthemum painting.

This ink chrysanthemum is what Fan Shazi blew with his mouth.

This is what Fan Shazi excels at,

I looked at the ink chrysanthemum painting,

I thought, Fan Shazi still likes blowing these things—who would buy them?

But when I saw the price tag over ten thousand dollars underneath the picture, I couldn't believe he dared ask for that. There's also an introduction saying Fan Shazi is already a member of the association.

Holy shit, this guy really knows how to have fun after getting out.

He's packaged himself as a high‑class figure.

He must have spent a lot to get into that association; even someone as capable as Ding Li can't get in. Fan Shazi, a person who has completed his sentence, is a member.

One can imagine what kind of people these members are.