22: The ten million walking here, don't run off!

In a flash, the Lame Old Man's stall was once again surrounded by people.

There were those watching the excitement, and those asking for prices...

Chen Yang was worried.

On one hand, he was worried that the ancient sword, worth tens of millions, would be sold by the Lame Old Man.

On the other hand, he was worried that Chang Xiaotian would get away.

If he couldn't find evidence in time to expose his true colors, who knows when Feng Danqing might fall into his trap.

A company worth hundreds of millions could be monopolized by him alone.

The loss would be too great!

Fortunately, after taking the marrow cleansing pill, Chen Yang's physique clearly surpassed that of ordinary people.

He quickened his pace, chasing wildly for 300 meters.

Finally, he saw Chang Xiaotian sneakily emerge from Antique Street and slip into a residential area.

Chen Yang's spirits lifted.

This time, it seemed like there was a chance?

Indeed.

Ten minutes later, in front of a villa.

Chen Yang was hidden behind a green belt.

Through the window glass, he saw Chang Xiaotian in the living room, holding a little boy.

He was kissing and hugging him.

Vaguely, he heard the little boy call him 'Dad'.

Next to them was a beautiful young woman.

She watched the father and son play, a look of contented joy on her face.

This was a happy scene of a family of three.

"This Chang Xiaotian is truly despicable; he already has a woman and a child, yet he's deceiving Feng Danqing, wanting to marry her."

"Now it seems, he simply can't bear to split half the shares."

"He wants to use a fraudulent marriage to seize the shares, ultimately kicking Feng Danqing out of the company."

"Then he'll monopolize the entire company alone."

"He's a beast in human skin!"

Chen Yang took out his phone and adjusted the focus.

With a series of "click, click, click," he took a pile of photos.

He then switched to video mode and filmed several clips overflowing with happiness.

"Done!"

Chen Yang put away his phone and immediately ran back.

He sprinted wildly, heading straight for Antique Street, to the Lame Old Man's stall.

An hour had passed.

He wondered if he had kept his promise and was still waiting there?

Or, had someone with keen eyes discovered the secret within the large iron rod and bought it for a high price?

Chen Yang's heart was a little panicked!

This was a great opportunity; that ancient sword was worth tens of millions.

As long as he seized this great bargain, he could immediately transform into a multi-millionaire.

This was a transformation, a crucial step from an ordinary person to a rich one.

"Phew..."

Running back to Antique Street at top speed, Chen Yang was already panting, exhausted like a dog!

He looked up... and his vision went black.

The stall was empty.

The Lame Old Man... ran away?

Chen Yang looked around, but saw no one, his forehead sweating with anxiety.

He hastily grabbed a small vendor and asked eagerly, "Big brother, excuse me, where did the old man who was selling the large iron rod just now go?"

The middle-aged vendor, listless, slowly said, "I'm not sure; it's strange, he was just here, how did he disappear in a blink of an eye?"

"Did he go home?"

Chen Yang was getting agitated, but he didn't dare to rush, patiently pressing on.

"Big brother, do you know where he lives?"

The middle-aged vendor shook his head.

"Who knows that! These are all temporary stalls, we're not familiar with each other."

Chen Yang still didn't give up, continuing to ask, "Then do you know which way he went?"

The middle-aged vendor still shook his head.

"Not sure, I dozed off for a bit just now and didn't notice."

Chen Yang's legs went soft, and he plopped down on the ground.

His body was tired, but his heart was even more tired!

It's over!

This old man is so unreliable!

He clearly promised me he would wait for me to come back, so why did he leave?

"Young man, you're here?"

Behind him, a familiar voice sounded.

Chen Yang jolted and looked back.

Holy crap!

This old man appeared again!

"Old man, where did you go just now?"

Chen Yang instantly recovered his full energy!

Because—he saw that the Lame Old Man's large iron rod was still in his hand.

It hadn't been sold.

"I had to pee just now, I went to the restroom."

The old man's words almost made Chen Yang spit blood.

Oh, come on!

This is truly unbelievable!

You just went to pee, and I was scared out of my wits!

A walking ten million, please don't run around, okay?

"Old man, I'm sorry, I had an urgent matter just now and didn't have time to buy your large iron rod."

Chen Yang approached, actively taking the large iron rod from the Lame Old Man's hand.

"This thing is quite heavy, it's not very convenient for you to carry; let me help you with it."

He said 'took over', but in reality, it was no different from 'snatching'.

Before the Lame Old Man could react, the large iron rod was already in Chen Yang's hand.

"The money..."

The old man, seeing that he couldn't out-compete the young man, quickly asked for the money.

Chen Yang was very sensible.

"Don't worry about the money, 100,000 yuan, I'll transfer it immediately."

He had the Lame Old Man open his QR code.

"Ding-dong!"

In less than a second, the transfer was successful!

"Old man, I still have urgent matters, I'm leaving!"

The next second, Chen Yang ran more than ten meters, holding the large iron rod.

[Ding!]

[You have gained 10 points, current total points: 80 points, keep up the good work!]

The great treasure was successfully acquired!

Points were also credited on time!

I ask you, isn't that awesome?

Chen Yang, holding the large iron rod, felt it had become several pounds lighter.

He was full of energy!

The Lame Old Man, having received the payment, felt greatly relieved.

Looking at Chen Yang's retreating figure, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"This spendthrift, spending 100,000 to buy a fire poker, and still thinking he got a great bargain!"

"I traveled to three cities and spent over half a month to sell this cursed thing."

"If I hadn't bought it for a hundred yuan, I would have thrown it away long ago."

"100 becomes 100,000, how many times has that multiplied?"

The Lame Old Man was ecstatic.

Tonight he could again enjoy himself, find that old woman Cuihua, and have a good time.

Chen Yang, holding the large iron rod, went directly to Treasure Pavilion.

Manager Huang downstairs, who had a deep impression of him, greeted him with a smiling face.

"Mr. Chen, you are..."

"Manager Huang, I'm looking for your Miss Ding, is she in?"

Chen Yang was not at all polite; this fellow hadn't been very decent back then.

"Yes, the eldest Miss is in the shop, I'll lead the way for you."

Manager Huang scurried along, pressed the elevator, and went upstairs.

Arriving at Lilac's office door, Manager Huang announced him and then retreated.

Chen Yang's arrival surprised Lilac.

"Mr. Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Yang sat down on the sofa casually.

"What? You don't welcome me?"

Lilac moved to sit opposite him and personally poured tea for Chen Yang.

"Of course I welcome you... Eh? Why are you holding a large iron rod?"

Chen Yang smiled slightly, "Wait a moment, there's a surprise!"

Lilac's interest piqued, she leaned over and touched the large iron rod.

It was thick and hard!

"This... is also an antique?"

She clearly didn't quite believe that it was just a fire poker.

Chen Yang was enigmatic, acting mysterious.

"You don't believe me? I'll show you in a moment what it means to witness a miracle!"

Lilac pouted her small mouth.

"Boasting!"

The next second, she perked up again.

"Did you calculate this again?"

Chen Yang's head was full of black lines.

Could it be—this girl also knows how to calculate?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who told you I can tell fortunes?"

Lilac looked as if nothing could make her believe otherwise.

"I say you can calculate, then you can calculate! No way you can fool me!"

Chen Yang straightened his face.

"Stop rambling; before we witness a miracle, I have something else to do."

"Can you find me a quiet place?"

"I need to meet a friend."

Instantly, Lilac's gossip-fueled fire burned brightly.

Wearing a cheongsam with a high slit, she stood up and squeezed next to Chen Yang.

She wasn't afraid of exposing herself.

Her straight, slender legs, accentuated by the light green cheongsam, appeared exceptionally fair and tender.

Even Chen Yang's hand brushed against her snow-white skin.

It scared him so much that he—didn't dare to move.

"What friend? A girl, right? Is she pretty?"

She smiled ambiguously, leaning close to his ear, her breath like orchids.

"Being so mysterious, tell me honestly."

"Is there something unspeakable between you two?"