From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor-Chapter 388 - 363: Linzheng Hall

"Hit him!" someone proposed, grabbing an antique vase from the ground and throwing it at Xu Chunliang. Of course, it was a worthless fake.

Xu Chunliang stretched out his hand, cleverly caught the vase, and then returned it in the same manner, only at twice the speed.

The guy who threw it at him hadn’t figured out what was happening when he saw the vase flying back at him exactly as before. He didn’t even have time to dodge, and the vase hit him square in the face.

The quality of these high-fake goods was surprisingly good; when it hit his face, it didn’t break. It shattered into pieces only after falling to the ground. The guy was struck so hard he saw black and fell straight to the ground.

Over a dozen people launched a long-range attack together, and for a moment, all kinds of counterfeit antiques flew toward Xu Chunliang.

Xu Chunliang was like someone with three heads and six arms, catching everything thrown at him and returning each one.

Screams and wails resounded continuously, and suddenly, boom! boom! Two loud noises—Xu Chunliang had smashed the overhead lights in the warehouse, plunging the entire place into darkness.

Liu Kui and his group lost their target. Initially, they were already feeling scared given Xu Chunliang’s display of combat power. Even with seventeen of them, they were on the losing side. Now that they couldn’t even see the target, their fear intensified.

Liu Kui retreated backward based on memory, occasionally hearing groans beside him, judging from the sounds, it seemed like companions being knocked to the ground.

Liu Kui felt he was close to the small door and turned to run, only to unexpectedly bump into someone.

A roar came from his ear, "Screw you!" It was Pu Jian, who had been waiting there, hitting him hard over the head with a wooden stick. Liu Kui saw stars, like brilliant fireworks on New Year’s Eve.

By then, Xu Chunliang had taken advantage of the darkness to knock down all of Liu Kui’s cronies.

Pu Jian had been tormented for half the day and was seething with rage, raising the stick and relentlessly beating Liu Kui, who repeatedly begged for mercy: "Master Pu... I didn’t recognize a great man... Please spare me this time..."

Xu Chunliang chuckled secretly, thinking they were all bluffing cowards. He kicked Liu Kui and said, "Take off your clothes! Strip!"

Liu Kui shivered as he took off his clothes and threw them over. Pu Jian picked up the clothes and put them on. Earlier, Liu Kui at least left him with some underwear and a vest; now, Pu Jian didn’t even want to leave that for Liu Kui.

Pu Jian took out his phone and snapped a few photos of Liu Kui, gritting his teeth, "You better behave yourself from now on. If you mess with me again, I’ll post all your photos online." He exchanged a glance with Xu Chunliang, implying they should leave quickly.

Xu Chunliang’s purpose this time was to rescue, and he had successfully saved Pu Jian, so there was no need to stay any longer. He gave Liu Kui another kick before leaving with Pu Jian through the small door.

They exited and hailed a taxi, heading west all the way.

Pu Jian kept looking back anxiously and only relaxed slightly after they had driven a long distance, confirmed that no one was following. He clutched his stomach and said to the driver, "Sir, please find a public toilet ahead, my stomach is upset."

The driver said, "The nearest one is three kilometers away."

Pu Jian couldn’t hold it anymore: "...I... I... let me get off in front..."

So the driver had to stop the car, and Pu Jian dashed out clutching his stomach.

Xu Chunliang watched as he disappeared into the distant greenery and thought about that hotpot they had earlier; who wouldn’t have stomach issues?

After waiting for over ten minutes, Pu Jian walked back slowly.

Pu Jian was surprised to see the car gone, "Why did you let him go?"

Xu Chunliang said, "The way you are, you might have another run soon."

Pu Jian frowned, "Oh damn! It’s happening again... paper... do you have any paper?"

Xu Chunliang handed him a pack of tissues, a bit puzzled about what Pu Jian used to wipe before.

This time, it took nearly twenty minutes before Pu Jian returned, looking noticeably drained. He gritted his teeth, "I should’ve made him drink that hotpot soup."

Xu Chunliang said, "It’s wise to leave some room for encounter again in the future."

Pu Jian looked at him in surprise, hardly believing those words came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, Pu Jian laughed, "There’s a good barbecue place ahead, my treat."

Xu Chunliang said, "You can still eat?"

Pu Jian said, "My stomach’s empty now, let’s grab some barbecue and cold beer, balance the pepper essence in me."

Xu Chunliang was a little hungry; he hadn’t eaten tonight, so he went to the nearby Brothers Barbecue with Pu Jian.

The clothes Pu Jian was wearing came from Liu Kui, and he found over two thousand in cash in the pocket, a little unexpected bonus for their victory that day.

Pu Jian toasted Xu Chunliang twice. If it weren’t for him coming to the rescue tonight, who knows what would have happened with Liu Kui’s gang.

Xu Chunliang advised him that if worse came to worse, he should call the police. Liu Kui’s gang didn’t seem like good people, and with so many fakes in the warehouse, they would be in big trouble if caught.

Pu Jian sighed, "I mind my own treasure appraisals; he sells his fakes, we didn’t cross paths initially. This happened because I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, so I guess I’ll have to ask Third Master to step in."

Xu Chunliang asked, "Which Third Master?" From Pu Jian’s tone, it seemed this Third Master held some significant standing in the field.

Pu Jian replied, "Third Master is Huang Wanglin, Mr. Huang from Huiren Hall. This man is amazing, skilled in both medicine and martial arts, and a revered collector. His private museum, Linzheng Hall, is one of the top in the country."

Xu Chunliang asked, "Does his word hold any weight?"

Pu Jian nodded and said, "Of course it does. As long as he’s willing to speak up, Liu Kui’s group won’t dare bother me again."

Xu Chunliang asked, "Do you have a connection with him?"

Pu Jian replied, "I’ve met him a few times. He has some impression of me, but it’s not a deep relationship. However, Master Huang San is someone who is eager to help others and has a kind heart. I believe he would lend a helping hand."

He clinked glasses with Xu Chunliang and said, "How about this, tomorrow we both go together."

Xu Chunliang smiled and said, "Why should I go with you?"

Pu Jian said, "It’s easy to see King Yan, but hard to deal with little devils. You’ve helped me twice already, and that has offended Liu Kui’s people."

"I’m not afraid of them."

"Of course, you’re not afraid of a direct confrontation, but I’m afraid of those shady tricks behind the scenes. You don’t know what these people are capable of. It’s always beneficial for you to accompany me."

Coincidentally, Xu Chunliang had nothing planned for the next morning, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay! I’ll go with you and get to know them!"

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Huang Wanglin is the heir of Huiren Hall in the Capital City, now sixty-five years old. Ten years ago, he passed on Huiren Hall to his son Huang Gongxian. The past decade has been a period of rapid growth for Huiren Hall. After Huang Gongxian took over, he brought in capital, started a pharmaceutical factory, and embarked on a path of aggressive expansion. In just five years, Huiren Hall now has over two hundred directly-operated stores across the country.

Huang Wanglin has been passionate about collecting since he was young. His enthusiasm for collecting far exceeds his inherited medical skills. Since he began practicing independently, most of the money he earned has been spent on buying various antiques and artifacts. Because he started early and studied diligently, he quickly established his status in this field.

When the craze for collectibles surged domestically, Huang Wanglin already possessed a considerable collection.

Though Huiren Hall is thriving now, in terms of true capability, he’s still the formidable one. It’s said that the value of the Linzheng Hall’s collection is in the billions, and with the times’ progress, these collections continue to appreciate in value.

Huang Wanglin has publicly announced that when he passes away, he will donate all these collections to the state.

Pu Jian has always idolized Huang Wanglin, dreaming that one day he can become a renowned figure in the industry like him, earning both fame and fortune.

At nine o’clock the next morning, Pu Jian arrived at the Beijing Office driving a BYD electric vehicle, specifically to pick up Xu Chunliang.

After getting in the car, Xu Chunliang saw a message from Mei Ru Xue, reminding him not to forget the concert tonight. Xu Chunliang replied with a smile, "Don’t worry, I’ll be on time."

Catching Xu Chunliang’s flirtatious grin from the corner of his eye, Pu Jian coughed and said, "Grinning so cheekily early in the morning?"

Xu Chunliang laughed heartily, "When something good happens, you feel rejuvenated."

"Tell me about it, let me be happy for you too."

Xu Chunliang said, "Just focus on driving."

Pu Jian said, "By the way, you’re a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner too, right?"

Xu Chunliang nodded.

"Then you’ll surely have a lot to talk about with Master Huang San later."

Xu Chunliang asked, "Have you arranged an appointment?"

Pu Jian said, "No need. Master Huang San is almost at the museum every day."

Xu Chunliang realized that Pu Jian and Huang Wanglin were not that close. Wouldn’t it be a bit rash to visit unannounced for a favor?

Of course, Pu Jian wouldn’t show up empty-handed. He came with the pretext of having Huang Wanglin appraise an antique.

As expected, Huang Wanglin was at the museum. His private museum didn’t typically have many visitors, and most who came were industry insiders, a significant portion of whom came to have their treasures appraised.

Being magnanimous and warm-hearted, Huang Wanglin would personally attend to guests whenever he had the time.

Pu Jian brought a spiral-patterned jade goblet this time, carved from semi-transparent Hetian jade. The cup lid and body were designed to fit together perfectly. The overall design was innovative and clever, elegant and dignified, with clear and splendid patterns.

Huang Wanglin examined the jade goblet carefully; it was the type of jade vessel favored by Han Dynasty royalty and aristocrats. The jade goblet before him was smooth and bright. This was a container that could hold about half a liter of wine and was a masterfully crafted work of art.

Huang Wanglin nodded repeatedly, "Good piece. If I’m not mistaken, this should be a Han Dynasty jade goblet."

Pu Jian said, "It was passed down from my grandfather. I’m not too sure, so I came to ask for your expert opinion."

Huang Wanglin replied, "What a pity, a small piece is missing from the base. I once saw a similar goblet in the Dongzhou Museum, one unearthed from the Chu King’s Mausoleum."

Pu Jian laughed, "Master San, you’re indeed well-informed. My hometown is Dongzhou."

Huang Wanglin asked, "Did you come just for the appraisal?"

Pu Jian said, "If Master San likes it, give me a fair price, and I could part with it."

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