In the blink of an eye, three days passed quietly. During these three days, Ye Fan looked at the objects under Xiao Ran's body and then classified them.

Put the ones with high value together, and put the ones with low value together.

Although Mr. Wu and the others had taken away all the treasures, some of the items left behind were also misjudged by them, which gave Ye Fan an advantage.

In particular, there are a batch of items in the warehouse that have just been purchased and have not yet had time to be appraised.

Ye Fan was very interested in this batch of goods because he found several broken pottery pieces here.

You must know that pottery pieces disappeared after the Qin and Han Dynasties, so these pottery pieces must be from before the Qin and Han Dynasties. These things are very valuable.

This is the case in the antique shop. Things are rare and valuable. The rarer the items on the market, the higher the value.

Just when Ye Fan was about to clean up these items and then calm down to identify them, Chang Jun called.

"Ye Fan, that guy from Xiao Range caused trouble before."

After the call was connected, Chang Jun's gloomy voice came over.

After hearing his words, Ye Fan was slightly startled and his brows slowly wrinkled.

"What's going on?"

Ye Fan still likes that little guy very much. He is very clever and smart, and he has good potential for antiques. If he can be accepted as a disciple, it would be a good choice.

However, General Wu took everyone away at that time, so Ye Fan did not force him.

But now, this little guy is in danger. If he can be rescued...

Ye Fan once again wanted to take on a disciple.

"Come to Tianbao Pavilion, the little guy is right here."

The explanation in one sentence or two on the phone was unclear, so Chang Jun could only ask Ye Fan to go to Tianbao Pavilion.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Fan simply tidied up and closed Xiao Ran Pavilion. The bodyguard sent by Chang Jun had already driven over and took Ye Fan straight to Tianbao Pavilion.

Tianbao Pavilion is located in the most luxurious golden central urban area of ​​Jiangnan City. Every inch of land here is truly precious. Even if you are rich, you may not be able to buy a piece of land here.

There must be great power.

And this Tianbao Pavilion is a store directly under Jiangnan Tianwang Mansion.

In the car, a bodyguard briefly explained to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan couldn't help but frown when he heard the words Tianwangfu.

Unexpectedly, Tianwang Mansion also runs an antique shop, and is indeed one of the most terrifying forces in Jiangnan City.

However, the Feng family and the Wang family both belong to the Heavenly King's Mansion. If I stand on the opposite side of the Heavenly King's Mansion this time, I am afraid that the great elder will not speak for me.

Ye Fan couldn't help but frown, this matter was indeed a bit difficult to handle.

However, the worries on his face soon dissipated. If he started a war with the Feng family, he would have to go to war with the Heavenly Palace sooner or later. After all, the Feng family was the mainstay of the Heavenly Palace. Once the Feng family lost power, it would be a big loss for the Heavenly Palace.

It would be a huge loss.

Therefore, this battle is inevitable, it is just a matter of time.

As for the Wang family, Ye Fan is not sure what they will choose when the time comes.

Perhaps, with the wisdom of the Great Elder, they can come up with a way to get the best of both worlds, or they will abandon themselves.

But these are not something Ye Fan can control.

All he can do is let everything take its course and stick to his heart.

The car sped along, and after ten minutes, it stopped in front of Tianbao Pavilion.

At this time, the front door of Tianbao Pavilion was already crowded with people, all watching the fun.

Seeing Ye Fan get out of the car, Chang Jun walked over quickly.

There was a young woman coming alongside him. When she saw Ye Fan, the woman frowned, with clear disdain flashing in her eyes.

But Ye Fan was not interested in paying attention to this. Instead, he looked at Chang Jun and asked, "What's going on?"

At this time, Chang Jun also had a helpless expression on his face, and whispered: "Today, I originally had a meeting with the daughter of the antique auction house.

I went out to look for auction items, and when I passed by Tianbao Pavilion, I met that little guy. It seemed that he broke an extremely valuable object. Because he couldn't compensate, he was beaten by the boss. I was so angry that I wanted to stop him, but the object was worth so much.

It’s too high. Even if I want to help him compensate, I can’t do anything, so I can only call you for help.”

After briefly explaining the whole story, Chang Jun had a look of helplessness on his face. He really wanted to help the little guy, but in the face of the cruel facts, he was just a nobody.

Hearing Chang Jun's words, Ye Fan's face turned gloomy, "Go in and take a look first."

It's not clear what the specific situation is. Ye Fan naturally won't be reckless. Everything needs to be understood first.

Pushing aside the crowd watching the excitement, Ye Fan and the others walked into Tianbao Pavilion.

At this time, the little guy fell to the ground, his body was covered with wounds, and blood was flowing from his nose and the corners of his mouth.

A middle-aged fat man was holding a stick in his hand and his face was filled with anger.

"Made, do you know how precious that porcelain vase is? Even if I sell you, it won't be enough to compensate you. I will beat you to death today."

As he spoke, the stick in his hand dropped again.

Ye Fan's face was gloomy. When he first came in, he noticed a pile of broken porcelain pieces on the ground. Apparently they were broken porcelain bottles. There were also pieces of porcelain under the boy's body. At this time, many pieces of porcelain were covered with scratches.

The blood turned red.

A nameless anger suddenly burned in Ye Fan's heart.

He suddenly stepped forward in two steps, and the moment the stick fell, he grabbed the stick in his hand.

"I take care of his business."

Ye Fan's voice was cold, as if a cold wind was whistling by, causing the temperature in the room to suddenly drop a lot at this moment.

The fat middle-aged man was startled for a moment, and then a deceitful smile appeared on his face.

"Hey, I didn't expect that there are so many people meddling in other people's business these days. Where did you come from? Do you think you are a nobody?"

A middle-aged fat man named Zhao Dong is the apparent boss of Tianbao Pavilion. He is very knowledgeable in the Jiangnan City antique shop, so he was assigned to look after Tianbao Pavilion.

Because the Tianwang Mansion is behind it, no one dares to come to Tianbao Pavilion to cause trouble. Moreover, Zhao Dong has a wide network of contacts. He knows all the treasure appraisers and antique bosses in Jiangnan.

But at this time, there was no one like Ye Fan in his mind. Obviously, Ye Fan was not worthy of appearing before he bought it. In this case, he naturally would not give Ye Fan any face.

Looking at Zhao Dong coldly, Ye Fan used his arms to slowly pull the stick towards him.

Feeling that Ye Fan was actually competing with him, Zhao Dong snorted coldly and used the same strength on his arms.

He had practiced kung fu for several years and was considered capable of fighting in the Heavenly King's Mansion, so when he saw Ye Fan doing something, he naturally didn't care.

The two had already started wrestling. Zhao Dong smiled. In his opinion, Ye Fan was just a small character and it would be easy to kill him.
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