My girlfriend scolded me for being worthless and backhandedly marrying Bai Fumei.

"Yuan Dahai, who dares to call me Chen Tianxiong by my name without risking his life? For this reason alone, I, Chen Tianxiong, will cut off one of his hands."

Chen Tianxiong was full of energy and his voice was undeniably domineering.

Yuan Dahai pointed at Chen Fan: "Master Xiong, this is the boy!"

"Boy, you're damn dead. Master Xiong is here, why don't you come and kneel down to greet him?"

Yuan Dahai yelled at Chen Fan, thinking that this kid was really looking for death. Seeing Master Xiong still sitting there, he simply didn't take Master Xiong seriously.

When Chen Tianxiong saw Chen Fan, he couldn't help but trembled and his eyes almost popped out. God, how could it be Mr. Chen?

"Fuck, kneel down for me!"

Yuan Dahai became even more happy and shouted to Chen Fan: "Boy, did you hear that Master Xiong asked you to kneel down!"

"Fuck, I'm going to make you kneel down!"

With a bang, Chen Tianxiong kicked Yuan Dahai to the ground, then crouched and trotted up to Chen Fan, saying respectfully: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here!"

what? !

Yuan Dahai was completely dumbfounded. How could Master Xiong be so respectful to this boy?

He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst. At this moment, he finally realized that he had offended a huge person.

The spectators in the distance were stunned, and they all looked at Chen Fan in awe. Even the underground emperor of Jiangcheng, Xiongye, was so respectful. What is this young man's identity?

Chen Fan opened his eyes, pointed at Yuan Dahai and said, "Chen Tianxiong, is he yours?"

"Forget it, let's do it."

Cold sweat broke out on Chen Tianxiong's forehead. If this angered Mr. Chen and he refused to give him an acupuncture, and the Red Sand Palm attacks again, he might as well die. He didn't want to experience the pain of life being worse than death again.

"So he was forced to buy and sell, and it was you who handed it over?"

Chen Tianxiong quickly explained: "No, absolutely not! Mr. Chen, he opens a shop here and pays me protection fees every year. I just keep him safe. I have never asked him to buy or sell by force!"

Immediately afterwards, he said to Yuan Dahai fiercely: "Yuan Dahai, you actually dare to buy and sell by force, and you also offended Mr. Chen. It is an unforgivable crime. Ahu, break his limbs and give them to me." Throw him out!"

"No, Mr. Xiong, I know I was wrong, Mr. Chen. I never dare to do it again. Please forgive me!"

Bang bang bang.

Yuan Dahai was frightened to death and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

"When you tried to steal my blood ginseng just now, did you ever think of sparing me?"

Chen Fan waved his hand. Amidst Yuan Dahai's shrill screams, his limbs were deeply broken by Ahu and me, and then he was carried and thrown out by several younger brothers.

Chen Tianhu then wiped his sweat and asked, "Mr. Chen, what are you doing in the medicinal street?"

Chen Fan's heart moved and he said: "I'm looking for a ten-year-old Dipsacus. Please help me ask who has this kind of medicinal material. I will buy it at a high price."

"Okay Mr. Chen, I'll ask right away."

Chen Tianxiong turned around and shouted loudly to everyone around him: "Did you hear that? Whoever has a ten-year-old piece of paper should immediately hand it over to Mr. Chen. I, Chen Tianxiong, will never treat him badly."

His roar spread throughout the audience, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Everyone was ready to make a move, but they didn't have the ten-year break. They could only miss this overwhelming wealth.

"Why, aren't you willing to hand it over?"

After a while, Chen Tianxiong became impatient with the waiting and shouted with his eyes wide open.

Everyone was startled and said hurriedly: "Master Xiong, there is no such thing as a ten-year-old ginseng on the market. Although it is not as valuable as a century-old ginseng, it is even rarer than a century-old ginseng."

When Chen Fan heard this, he looked disappointed. How could he treat his mother's leg without a ten-year break?

Seeing the blood ginseng on his hand, he suddenly had an idea. There was a rebirth elixir in the Dzi Bead inheritance, which could also heal his mother's legs.

However, this kind of elixir requires a thousand-year-old medicine as the main ingredient to be refined.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan asked again: "Chen Tianxiong, ask them again, where can I find the thousand-year-old medicine?"

Chen Tianxiong asked: "A thousand-year-old medicine? Mr. Chen, can the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum be used?"

Chen Fan was delighted: "Do you have thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum?"

Chen Tianxiong shook his head: "I don't have it, but I know where it can be found?"

Chen Fan stood up: "Then what are you waiting for? Take me there quickly."

"Okay Mr. Chen, please take my car. I will take you there right now."

Immediately afterwards, Chen Tianxiong drove Chen Fan himself to a manor.

This manor was quiet and beautiful, with antique decoration and a large area. Chen Fan secretly sighed that to be able to own such a manor in this bustling metropolis, the owner here must be either rich or noble.

"Mr. Chen, the owner of the house, Yang Henian and Mr. Yang, retired from the province. He has a complicated network of connections and is a real boss."

Chen Tianxiong made an introduction and took Chen Fan directly into the manor. The security guard at the door did not stop him. It was obvious that Chen Tianxiong had a good relationship with Mr. Yang.

Entering the manor, Chen Fan frowned slightly. The layout of this manor coincided with Feng Shui, gathering the spiritual energy from all around. The air was fresh and the energy flow was smooth, but there was a hint of evil in it.

The source of the evil spirit came from an old man enjoying tea under the tree.

"Mr. Yang, please forgive me for disturbing you."

From a long distance away, Chen Tianxiong greeted him with a very polite tone.

"Haha, it turns out to be Tianxiong, come over and have tea."

Yang Henian stood up with a smile on his face. It seemed that the relationship between the two was very good.

The two walked over and Chen Tianxiong introduced: "Mr. Yang, this is Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, this is Mr. Yang."

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

Chen Fan looked at Yang Lao thoughtfully. The old man was in his seventies and looked rosy. However, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not slept for several days.

Yang Henian nodded and looked up and down Chen Fan. It was a bit intriguing that Chen Tianxiong actually called this young man Mr. Chen.

Chen Tianxiong got straight to the point and said, "Mr. Yang, I'm here because Mr. Chen wants to buy the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in your hands. I wonder if you can part with it."

"Millennium Ganoderma lucidum?"

Yang Henian was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Unfortunately, I just took that Ganoderma lucidum a few days ago."

Hearing this, Chen Fan was greatly disappointed and asked without giving up: "Mr. Yang, does he know where this thousand-year-old medicine can be found?"

Yang Henian shook his head and said: "Thousand-year-old medicine is priceless but hard to come by. I only got this thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum by chance."

Chen Tianxiong said: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Yang is right, but if we look slowly, we can always find it. There is no need to rush. I will have people search with all their strength. As soon as there is news, I will inform Mr. Chen."

Chen Fan nodded. As of now, this is all that can be done.

"You two, you are here as a guest. Come and try the fine tea I have collected."

Yang Henian said, poured two bowls of tea and pushed them in front of the two of them.

Chen Tianxiong picked up a cup, smelled it, and praised: "What a fragrant tea, but Mr. Yang, your tea bowl seems to be very simple."

"Haha, Tianxiong, can you tell? To tell you the truth, these tea bowls were used by a certain prince in the Tang Dynasty. Each one of them is a priceless treasure."

Yang Henian said with a smile on his face, as if showing off.

"Really? I want to try it. What's the difference between this tea bowl used by the princes of the Tang Dynasty?"

Chen Tianxiong said, picking up the tea bowl and about to drink.

"Can't drink!"

At this moment, Chen Fan spoke.