90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 98: Abandoned Children

At the entrance of the gallery, the atmosphere was frozen.

Wu Fansheng's kick directly shocked countless people who knew Yin Jun.

"Something, something big happened, that person dared to beat him?" The man who knew the porcelain craftsmanship reacted and his voice trembled.

The middle-aged woman standing by the side stared wide-eyed, "It was like this last time. Someone dirtied Yin Jun's body with a foot, and then I never saw that person again. This young man got into big trouble, no, all the people in the entire gallery are in trouble this time." Her voice was full of dread.

"It looks like something is really going to happen today, old man Wang, why are you so confused and silly. Why did you keep moving those bamboo slips, and not persuade that young man?" The old man in national costume shook his head slightly and muttered in his mouth. When he mumbled this, his eyes were a little sad.

In the antique shop.

Wu Sanri, Pan Shengcheng, and Zhang Qitian obviously did not expect this to happen.

"This time the trouble is big, that Yin Jun has something to do with the Wu Family." Wu Sanri swallowed. Although he was an upside-down fox with a lot of means, he was still petrified of the Wu Family.

Zhang Qitian frowned, "Because of an antique, it would not be so good if life was mixed in, or should we call the police?"

"What? Are you kidding? The alarm is useful at this time? That guy hit Yin Jun, not was hit by Yin Jun. Qitian, don't call troubles to yourself." Pan Shengcheng glared at Zhang Qitian, his eyes cold.

Just when everyone thought that the gallery would be completely over today.

Yin Jun, who fell on the ground, slowly got up from the ground in this icy atmosphere.

His chubby body shook slightly. His eyes were crimson and his face was terrifying.

He turned around and stared at Wu Fansheng fiercely. But when he stared at Wu Fansheng seriously, the hideous face began to change wildly, and his complexion gradually turned ashen.

"You, you are..." After staring for three seconds, Yin Jun gritted his teeth. And it took a long time before these three words came out from his mouth.

Luo Xiang, who was following him, didn't think so much. Hearing Yin Jun's words, he clenched his fist and immediately rushed to Wu Fansheng, wanting to give a punch.

"Stop!" But, just as Luo Xiang's fist was raised, Yin Jun's purple lips screamed fiercely.

"Boss?" Luo Xiang paused, his face full of confusion.

"I asked you to stop!" Yin Jun continued to roar, "Do you know who he is?"

"Who?"

"He is Young Master Wu from the Wu Family..."

Puff...

When he said this, Yin Jun couldn't calm down anymore, his legs softened naturally and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

On the side, Luo Xiang with his fist still in the air, also could not stabilize himself too. 

This person with sweat and messy hair in front of him was actually from the Wu Family? Working as a porter for this gallery?

Those tourists and shop owners kept swallowing saliva, all dumbfounded.

And Yin Jun, who was kneeling on the ground, still looked a little bit arrogant. Instead, he was all respectful, "Young, Young Master Wu, why are you here? It was just a little accident earlier, I just said lost my mind and said some nonsense."

His current appearance was like a real pig meeting a giant tiger and panicking.

When he was speaking, the light from the corner of his eyes continued to sweep towards Ye Bei. 

Just when Yin Jun was puzzled, Wu Yuandong was also carrying the bamboo slips, passing by, and seeing Wu Yuandong in front of him, his whole body almost turned into a puddle of slime, with an ugly smile on his face, "Mr. Wu, you, you are here too?"

Hearing this, Wu Yuandong stopped slowly and glanced at Ye Bei and found that his expression was not disturbed. Then he looked at Yin Jun, "Get out of here, don't disturb me doing things!" After speaking, he resumed his work.

Young Master Wu?

Mr. Wu?

This time, outside the gallery, the owners of those antique shops finally started to react.

They all stared at Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong with their eyes wide open.

"They, they are really from the Wu Family. Not long ago, I saw them at the opening of a hotel ribbon cutting!" A middle-aged man with a beard and a pair of gold-framed glasses shouted.

The white-haired old man in national costumes suddenly widened his eyes, "No, why do people from the Wu Family work as porters in this gallery? He seems to have great respect for the white-robed boy? What is the identity of the white-robed boy?"

"Wu Family? Is it the rumored Wu Family in the Ancient Town you are talking about?" The middle-aged man who knew the porcelain craftsmanship turned his head and asked the middle-aged woman curiously.

"Who else can it be besides them? That surname Yin is in trouble this time. It also seems that the whole Ancient Street is going to be in trouble." The middle-aged woman's legs unconsciously softened, and her eyes were full of heat when she looked at Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong. She wished that she could be dozens of years younger so that she could have the opportunity to show herself off and climb onto the bed of the Wu Family.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was extremely strange.

On the Ancient Street, another black car slowly drove over.

In the car, a man and two bodyguards came down. The man was wearing a blue suit with a cold face. The moment he got out of the car, he was invisibly exuding a terrible aura. He was the eldest son of the Wu Family, Wu Yuanchun!

The two bodyguards, dressed in black suits, followed behind Wu Yuanchun. They were wearing sunglasses. The people around could feel the violent muscles through the suits. They were hard to provoke.

When Wu Yuanchun appeared...

Behind the crowd, there was a rush immediately.

"Mr. Wu!"

"Mr. Wu, you are here?"

"Mr. Wu!"

Many shop owners recognized the man in the blue suit at a glance, and shouted respectfully, thinking that Yin Jun might be out of luck today.

As for the travelers who didn't know the truth, under the cold eyes of the two bodyguards, they quickly stepped away, for fear of causing any trouble to themselves. They could only stay silent. 

Soon, the crowd gave way to a passage nearly two meters wide. 

Wu Yuanchun walked over slowly with two bodyguards. 

After seeing Wu Yuanchun, Yin Jun, Luo Xiang, and the other two younger brothers, the fear on their faces increased again. 

In the antique shop, Wu Sanri, Pan Shengcheng, and Zhang Qitian were breathing heavily. 

However, under everyone's gaze, when Wu Yuanchun walked to the entrance of the gallery, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, revealing a sneer. He turned out to say something like this to Wu Yuandong and Wu Fansheng, "Third child, there is also Fansheng. Could it be that you bought those things to send them here? To be honest, your approach really disappointed the Patriarch."

"Yesterday, there was an accident, and today, I've been looking for you for a long time. I want to notify something to you both! Although you changed the seller's property without authorization and it did not cause much loss, but you have violated the family rules. Starting today, you and your cronies will become abandoned children and are expelled from the Wu Family. Also, all your accounts are already frozen, you and Wu Family... will never have anything to do with each other in the future."

Wu Yuanchun's voice was very cold, without any emotion.

When he was speaking, his eyes still wore an extremely proud smile.

When these words were said, Yin Jun, who was kneeling on the ground, stunned and returned to normal in an instant. He jumped up from the ground with a squeak, glaring at Wu Fansheng, with fierce eyes in his eyes.

Those onlookers outside were all open mouths and staring eyes, shocked to the extreme.

However, after these words, when the atmosphere on the scene was extremely strange, Ye Bei, who was sitting at the table, showed a little interest, and said lightly, without any turbulence in his voice, "Wu Family, what is it counted as?"

Huh!

When Ye Bei's question was dropped, countless eyes immediately cast towards him.