Chapter 623 Mockery?_1

"I’m just curious, what are you doing with a chamber pot in your arms?"

Yin Tian’s face bore a peculiar smile as he looked at Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin’s body shuddered.

A chamber pot?

Upon recalling the indescribable odd smell he had just sensed, his mind was more than half convinced by Yin Tian’s words.

"Three hundred thousand for a chamber pot not even eighty years old, Mr. Jin, your tastes are truly unique."

Yin Tian continued to rub salt in Mr. Jin’s wound, "I just hadn’t seen a chamber pot with such a strange design before, I casually asked about it, but how come you took a liking to it?"

As for Mr. Jin and his group’s tailing, how could Yin Tian possibly not have noticed?

However, he didn’t make a fuss about it, pretending to be oblivious until he discovered the chamber pot, and then decided to tease him.

Crash!

Mr. Jin violently smashed the chamber pot to the ground.

The chamber pot instantly shattered into pieces, revealing the rough, somewhat whitened stains on the inner walls that had been soaked in urine for many years.

Gag~

Mr. Jin bent over and immediately vomited out his breakfast.

The thought of him just now carefully sniffing at the chamber pot made him feel his stomach convulse, wishing he could even vomit out his bile.

"Hahahaha..."

Tao clutched his belly with laughter, looking at the utterly miserable Mr. Jin, "What’s this called? This is called shooting yourself in the foot."

Mr. Jin’s eyes were filled with resentment, he tried to say something, but with the discomfort in his stomach, as soon as he opened his mouth, another mouthful of filth was expelled.

"Giggle giggle giggle..."

Murong Liuli was also in trembles of laughter.

She had seen it clear now.

Anyone who dared to provoke Yin Tian was in for a bad end.

Yin Tian looked at Mr. Jin who was still bent over vomiting continuously, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, "If you really like this kind of stuff, I’ll help you pick again, maybe I could even find a genuine antique for you."

"You!!"

Saliva dripped from the corner of Mr. Jin’s mouth, but then darkness clouded his vision, and he fell backwards.

"Pitiful..."

Yin Tian shook his head, unwilling to pay further attention to Mr. Jin, he continued to stride forward.

Seeing this, Murong Liuli and the others quickly followed suit.

Yin Tian and his group walked down the entire street without finding any valuable antiques.

This street was designed to deceive foreigners.

There might be real antiques inside, but they were extremely rare.

"Aiya... so tired..."

Murong Liuli muttered softly.

Yin Tian glanced at Murong Liuli beside him and smiled gently, "Then let’s head back."

"But I’m hungry..."

Murong Liuli ventured reluctantly.

"I know a restaurant that’s really good, shall we go there?"

Tao proposed.

Yin Tian gave Tao a glance and then nodded slowly, "Sure."

The group returned to the head of the street and drove towards the restaurant Tao mentioned.

"Has anything happened at home?"

Yin Tian, sitting in the backseat embracing a drowsy Murong Liuli, casually inquired of Tao.

"Yes."

Tao answered without hesitation, "The Wei Family is clashing with the Xuanyuan Family."

"Hmm."

Yin Tian wasn’t surprised by the news.

The young master of the Xuanyuan Family had tried to take Wei Zi’an’s wife to use as leverage, and it would have been surprising if the Wei Family had just taken it lying down.

"And then?"

Yin Tian asked indifferently.

"Both sides fought fiercely, each paying a hefty price. If it weren’t for other top families stepping in to mediate, these two families would probably have come to life-or-death terms by now."

"Hmm, but at least this should quiet the Xuanyuan Family down for a while."

Yin Tian nodded, also unsurprised by this outcome.

If the other top families in Central City could just stand by and watch the Wei Family and the Xuanyuan Family fight to the death, the whole of Central City would likely be dragged into it when things escalated!

After a while, the car slowly stopped in front of a western restaurant.

"Mr. Yin, we’ve arrived."

Tao said respectfully.

Yin Tian nodded, woke up the already asleep Murong Liuli, and together they walked towards the restaurant.

There were already some people dining inside the restaurant.

"This way."

Tao beckoned to Yin Tian and the others, "Mr. Yin, please sit here."

Yin Tian and his group approached and took their seats there.

Suddenly, a discordant voice arose.

"Hmph, when did yellow-skinned rats start dining in places like this?"

"Exactly, there really should be a notice on the door saying no yellow-skinned rats allowed."

At the neighboring table, a few Caucasians made mocking remarks.

Tao’s face changed immediately.

These people were openly mocking them!

He turned his head to look at Yin Tian, and seeing that Yin Tian appeared unperturbed, he managed to suppress his anger.

Seeing that no one at Yin Tian’s table uttered a word, the courage of those individuals grew bolder.

One of them even stood up, reaching out a hand to grab at Murong Liuli’s back.

Slap!

Just as that hand was about to touch Murong Liuli, another hand reached out from the side.

It snapped up his wrist in an instant.