Rebirth of the Supreme Evil Emperor

After Uncle Liu finished explaining Zhu Zheng's origins, he pointed at the sage-like silver-haired old man sitting beside Zhu Zheng. He was the person Zhu Zheng had invited to take a look.

In the end, the old man dressed in a yellow copper coin suit became the peacemaker. His name was Qi Chenyun, and he was a famous squire in Minzhou. His family's influence covered a wide area, and he was like an old tree that was rooted in various businesses in Minzhou.

Compared to Elder Wei, Fan Lao San's assets were nothing. If it weren't for the Fan family's support, he wouldn't even be on the same level as elder Qi.

"I see." Ye Qing nodded absent-mindedly.

However, his gaze was not on Zhu Zheng and elder Qi, who Uncle Liu had explained their origins to them. Instead, it was on the silver-haired old man sitting next to Zhu Zheng, who Uncle Liu had briefly introduced to him.

Seeing that everyone had already sat down, Elder Qi slowly said, "Since everyone is here, Boss Gao, can you let us take a look at the goods?"

Hearing that, a rich fatty in the hall frowned, "This is the third time you guys have seen something like this in the past ten days. Whether you want to buy it or not is up to you." "If the time is too long, I won't be able to explain it to the Taoist."

"Don't worry, don't worry. Boss Gao, this will be the last time. As long as this magical equipment is real, we will definitely get it." Another big boss in the hall patted his chest and said.

His name was Gu Wenqian. He was the president of a business association in Dunning County, and his main job was to provide military equipment and related maintenance to the army. He had thousands of blacksmiths and leathersmiths under his command.

"That's right, we've gathered together three times in a row. If they didn't want to buy it, would they have nothing to do after eating their fill?" Someone echoed in agreement.

"Alright." Boss Gao nodded and signaled his subordinate to place an ancient box on the round table in front of the hall.

The moment the chest was opened, the entire hall seemed to cool down, and everyone's eyes converged on it.

Inside the box was a wooden eight trigrams wooden plate. The plate was heavy, and its surface was mottled with cracks, as if it had been here for many years.

"Huh?"

The moment the box was opened, even Ye Qing withdrew his gaze from the silver-haired old man. He could not help but let out a soft cry as he looked at the eight trigrams plate.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think?"

Fan Lao San's face was still unsightly, and when he spoke his tone was filled with impatience.

He was actually the same as Zhu Zheng, he did not think highly of Ye Qing. It was just that there was no one by his side, and upon hearing Uncle Liu's words, his brain heated up and called Ye Qing over.

But the moment Ye Qing arrived and saw Ye Qing's young appearance, he instantly regretted it.

This kid looked ordinary, but he didn't have the aura of a master. In comparison, he was much weaker than the silver-haired old man sitting next to Zhu Zheng and the palm eye master that Old Qi invited.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he felt.

At this point, he noticed that there was something wrong with the third brother's expression. Zhu Zheng asked in a strange tone, "What else can we do?" Third Brother Fan, it's not the first time we've seen it, so is there really a need to say whether it's real or fake? The moment the box was opened, everyone would definitely understand. "

Saying that, Zhu Zheng looked towards Ye Qing, who was sitting next to Old Fan.

"But you, Fan Lao San, invited this kind of kid. He looks even younger than my son. I'm afraid he doesn't even know what a magical equipment is?" If you ask him, it's better to just throw a dice. "