The Glass Mirrors Draw Attention

The shop owner was taken aback, and subconsciously waved his hand. "Sir, you're joking. My shop is doing just fine, when did I say I was going to sell it?"

The butler didn't beat around the bush; he took half a step forward, his voice low but full of confidence:

"I won't beat around the bush; I'll be blunt—I'm a member of the Huang Household."

Upon hearing the words "the Huang Household," the grocery store owner shuddered violently, his hands trembling slightly. But then, thinking of his current business, he gritted his teeth and straightened his neck.

"Even if they are from the Huang Household, they can't bully others like this! Is there no law in Yuxi Prefecture?"

Ever since he got involved with Shen Jingchuan, his shop has changed from a general store to something else entirely.

Not only did it sell like hotcakes in the local retail market, but merchants from surrounding prefectures also flocked to it to buy wholesale. In just ten days or half a month, they could sell tens of thousands of taels of goods, with profits more than double. This shop was a real money tree.

He knew that being targeted by the Huang Household was likely to be disastrous, but he couldn't just give up the easy money he had already got his hands on. For a moment, he was stubbornly determined to risk his life for the money.

The butler scoffed, his eyes filled with disdain:

"So, you're sure you don't want to sell? Fine, I hope you don't regret it later."

Shen Jingchuan was originally standing aside, but seeing this scene, he planned to leave first. However, the doorway was already blocked by several men.

The butler's gaze shifted, landing directly on him, and he spoke with a forced smile:

"This must be Young Master Shen."

Shen Jingchuan's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was wrong. It seemed the other party was clearly after him and had even figured out his identity.

On second thought, it made sense. With a business like glass mirrors so conspicuous, it was expected to attract attention. He wasn't flustered and calmly replied:

"It's me. What do you want?"

The butler pointed to the glass mirror on the counter. "This thing, was it supplied by Young Master Shen?"

"Yes."

"That makes things easier."

The butler crossed his arms, looking completely at ease.

"From today onwards, stop supplying him. From now on, all your goods will go to the Huang Household. Whatever price he offers you, we'll pay you the same price. You won't lose out."

Shen Jingchuan frowned:

Why should I listen to you?

"We've looked into it; Young Master Shen is from out of town and probably doesn't know much about the local situation."

The butler's lips curled into an arrogant smile, his eyes gleaming with blatant disdain.

"Go and ask around, and you'll see what status the Huang Household holds in Yuxi Prefecture. How much success can you expect by partnering with such a small shop? Partnering with the Huang Household brings benefits far beyond what this little business can offer."

Shen Jingchuan wasn't really that resistant to it. What difference did it make who he supplied the goods to? Supplying such a large Lineage would actually be easier if they could focus on volume.

But what he couldn't stand most was the other party's arrogant attitude, constantly referring to him as an outsider, as if he, being an outsider, was entitled to bow his head and obey, even when discussing business, he carried an air of condescending arrogance.

If we really cooperate in this way, we'll likely suffer a lot of humiliation in the future.

"It's my business who I sell the goods to," Shen Jingchuan said coldly. "It's none of anyone else's business to tell me who to give them to."

The butler's face darkened. "Does Young Master Shen mean he's unwilling to give the Huang Household any face?"

As soon as he said that, Shen Jingchuan's anger flared up, and he even threatened me.

He hated people who used their status to bully others and acted like dogs relying on their master's power. He had been holding back his anger at the previous disrespectful attitude, and now he could no longer suppress it, coldly rebuking:

"I don't care if you're from the Huang Household or the Green family, who do you think you are? You dare to talk about face in front of me?"

The butler was dumbfounded and stood frozen in place for a long time, unable to come to his senses.

He Huang Household in Yuxi Prefecture for so many years, and when he went out, everyone would respectfully call him Steward Huang. Not to mention cursing him to his face, few people dared to even speak harshly to him.

He had been holding onto his superior airs just moments before, but Shen Jingchuan's sudden rebuke sent his face flushing red and then pale, his chest heaving with anger. After a long pause, he finally managed to utter:

"Ha, you're pretty arrogant!"

He was also quickly calculating in his mind. If anyone else dared to speak to him like that, he would have had them taken down long ago. But Shen Jingchuan in front of him was calm and composed, not flustered at all. He didn't seem like a naive young man who had never seen the world, nor did he seem like someone who was all bark and no bite.

He couldn't figure out the other party's background. The guards behind the other party had long swords at their waists, and he only had four people with him. If he really fought on the spot, he might not come out on the right, and might even ruin his important business of seizing the goods.

He glared fiercely at Shen Jingchuan, gritting his teeth as he uttered a harsh threat:

"Fine, we'll see! In Yuxi Prefecture, no one has ever dared to speak to my Huang Household like this. I'd like to see if your mirror business can still survive!"

With that, he flicked his sleeves, turned and left with his four attendants, kicking the door hard as he went out, and stormed off in a huff.

After everyone had disappeared from sight, the shop owner's legs went weak, and he leaned against the counter, his face deathly pale as he muttered:

"We're doomed! We've gotten ourselves into a huge mess! Young Master Shen, the Huang Household has connections everywhere in this area, our business..."

Shen Jingchuan patted his shoulder, his expression unchanged:

"What's the panic? Business will continue as usual. If anything happens, they'll come to me. I'm not afraid, so why are you?"

For the next few days, Shen Jingchuan remained somewhat wary.

He always made sure to arrive at the right time when he went to and from the modern world. After picking up the goods he needed, he would immediately turn back without delay, for fear that something might happen here and he wouldn't be able to get there in time.

Now that he Qi Refining Second Layer, his Divine Sense can cover an area of several dozen feet around him, and he can clearly sense if someone is spying on him.

In the past few days, when he went out, he noticed unfamiliar faces loitering around street corners and outside courtyard walls several times, clearly people sent to keep an eye on him.

But these people only dared to keep their distance, neither provoking trouble nor forcing the goods on them; they just stood by indifferently.

Shen Jingchuan was too lazy to argue with them, and seeing that they only dared to play tricks like tailing and didn't have the guts to actually take action, he simply reduced the number of times he went out.

For the next few days, he mostly stayed at home, either Cultivation Practice Method or cultivating with his two wives. He only went back to the modern world once a day to replenish his supplies, always making a quick trip. The rest of the time, he stayed indoors, leaving those people to guard him outside.

More than ten days later, Shen Jingchuan was in the garden joking around with Lin Qingyao Bai Ruoli when the steward Liu Zhong came in and loudly reported from a distance:

"Young master, a woman has come to visit and specifically requests to see you."

Shen Jingchuan looked up:

Do you know who it is?

"He didn't specify his identity, only saying he was an old friend; you'll know when you meet him."

Liu Zhong replied:

"The woman looked to be around twenty years old, and her clothes were made of very fine materials, suggesting she came from an extraordinary background. She was accompanied only by a maid, who was also composed and had an elegant demeanor, unlike a servant from an ordinary household. I dared not dismiss her casually, so I came to inform you first."