The Enigmatic Young Man
Ma Feifei strolled to the Bookstore entrance. Jing Xing, who was standing at the entrance, subconsciously moved to the side, looking somewhat surprised.
"Doesn't he know Qin Ziying's identity?"
This is clearly impossible. Just now, when Jing Xing and Qin Ziying were talking about Qin Shi Huang, Qin Ziying repeatedly referred to First Emperor as his father, which is enough to explain everything.
As for the name of Qin Shi Huang, there is no need to say more. Anyone living within the territory of the five kingdoms would know Qin Shi Huang.
In this situation, the young man's actions reveal his obvious purpose.
Jing Xing wanted to offer a word of advice, but hesitated for a moment and ultimately chose to remain silent.
Qin Ziying's inexplicable intrusion into the Bookstore, coupled with his threats, was nothing wrong with Ma Feifei's actions as the bookstore owner; he was simply trying to maintain the Bookstore's prestige.
However, this approach can only be achieved if one has the ability to disregard the opponent's strength; otherwise, it will only bring about one's own destruction.
Although the young man's strength was unfathomable, his opponent was Qin Ziying, the son of Qin Shi Huang and a member of the Qin State family, who in a sense represented the entire Qin State.
The machinery of the state cannot be controlled by human power.
"You're going to stop me?" Qin Ziying looked at Ma Feifei coldly, her face grim.
He hadn't even gotten revenge on Ma Feifei yet, and this kid was already pushing his luck; he really didn't know what he was getting himself into.
Ma Feifei shrugged and said, "I won't stop you, but you just trespassed into my private space without my permission and caused me some mental Astonish, so I hope you can compensate me for some emotional damages."
Ma Feifei has been running her Bookstore for almost a year, and this is the first time she has encountered a customer who has no sense of propriety and barged into the Bookstore, threatening to massacre the entire Chang'an Street. It's impossible for her not to be angry.
Even when they were so weak, no one dared to act like this. Now that Mysterious Bookstore is so powerful, it's even less likely that anyone will dare to be presumptuous, not even if he is the son of Qin Shi Huang.
Qin Ziying almost burst out laughing when he heard Ma Feifei's words. Pointing at himself, he said, "Do you know who I am?"
Ma Feifei frowned and said, "Don't try to fool me with your status. Either pay up, or you'll walk out of Chang'an Street on your knees!"
Upon hearing Ma Feifei's words, Jing Xing and Lian Yi were shocked, while Chang Kong looked at Ma Feifei with surprise.
In Chang Kong's memory, his teacher had always been kind and gentle, with an unfathomable strength, yet he had never argued with anyone; this was the first time Chang Kong had ever seen anything like it.
'Teacher is really pushing his luck!' Chang Kong thought to himself.
Qin Ziying's face instantly darkened, his fists clenched tightly, and he wished he could kill Ma Feifei on the spot; however, the lesson he had just learned was still fresh in his mind, so much so that he didn't dare to make a move at all.
"Good! You're quite something, the Mysterious Bookstore Branch Two, huh? I'll remember that." Qin Ziying untied the spatial pouch from his waist and tossed it towards Ma Feifei.
Chang Kong stepped forward, caught the spatial bag, opened it, and whispered to Ma Feifei, "Teacher, five million Spirit Crystal."
Ma Feifei finally smiled, looked at Qin Ziying, and said, "If you're not satisfied, you're welcome to come again next time."
"Hmph!" Qin Ziying flicked his long sleeves and shouted, "Let's go!"
'Da da da~'
A group of taxi drivers clad in black armor, carrying two important figures Spirit Emperor, followed Qin Ziying away from Chang'an Street in a grand procession.
Ma Feifei took the space bag from Chang Kong and ran back to the Bookstore in a flash.
This store is a great business! It targets the high-end market and caters specifically to VIPs.
"What are you still standing here for? Why don't you hurry up and leave?" Ma Feifei couldn't help but say as he passed by Lian Yi.
Lian Yi was taken aback and said, "Young master, didn't you want Lian Yi to hold the book?"
Ma Feifei took the spatial bag and sat down at the cashier, saying, "No rush. We don't know when that matter will be finished. We'll contact you when we need you."
"May I ask how you found me, young master?" Lian Yi asked curiously. In this vast sea of people, and with the two of them being complete strangers who hadn't arranged a time or place, how could they possibly find each other?
Ma Feifei, who was squinting at the Spirit Crystal in her spatial bag, said upon hearing this, "Don't worry, I have my own way of finding you. But let me remind you, you must remain a virgin until you hold the book for me, otherwise you won't be able to hold the book."
From the moment Lian Yi agreed to carry the book, the system had already recorded all of Lian Yi's identity information and aura. As long as she is alive, Ma Feifei can find her through the system.
Yes, this is what's called radar.
Upon hearing Ma Feifei's words, Lian Yi blushed and instinctively lowered her head. However, she immediately felt that this made her appear too weak, so she raised her head and teased, "Young master, you seem to be a virgin as well, don't you?"
As soon as Lian Yi said this, the Bookstore fell silent. Changkong stared Chang Kong at the door, while Jing Xing, who had been sitting down to read, covered his face with his book and listened quietly.
Ma Feifei's hand, holding the spatial bag, froze in mid-air. He first glanced at Chang Kong and Jing Xing, then turned to Lian Yi, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and said, "Say that again?"
Lian Yi immediately lowered her head and curtsied to Ma Feifei, saying, "Young master, please don't be angry. Lian Yi was just joking with you. Since you have a way to find Lian Yi, then Lian Yi will take her leave."
After Lian Yi finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the Bookstore, afraid that Ma Feifei would go berserk.
Is Ma Feifei the kind of person who nitpicks over every little thing?
"Young Master."
Just as Ma Feifei was looking down and continuing to search his spatial bag, Lian Yi, who had already reached the door, suddenly stopped, leaned against the eaves, and called out to Ma Feifei.
Ma Feifei subconsciously raised her head, her face filled with confusion.
"Actually, being a virgin is quite good."
"..."
"Chang Kong, bring me my sword!" Ma Feifei immediately lost his temper, rolled up his sleeves, and was about to rush out to kill Lian Yi.
Unfortunately, Lian Yi disappeared after saying those words, leaving Ma Feifei jumping up and down in anger.
"These days, anyone can really swagger around like that." Ma Feifei sighed and sat down helplessly.
"Teacher, do you still want your knife?" Chang Kong held the Lotus Lantern in one hand and a long knife he had just found in his spatial bag in the other.
Ma Feifei Chang Kong. This old man had even learned to tease him now. He really had no manners at all. It seemed he had been corrupted by Yun Qingyang. He should expel them all later.
Well, Yun Qingyang is thousands of miles away and has been inexplicably blamed.
Chang Kong chuckled, sheathed his long sword, straightened up, and continued to Lantern Holder.
Ma Feifei calmed down, put away his spatial bag, and began copying the Book of Changes; every second of business at night meant spending a lot of Spirit Crystal, and to maximize profits, he couldn't waste any time.
Jing Xing quietly in the corner, watched all of this, lost in thought.
"That girl showed no fear whatsoever when facing Qin Ziying and the mysterious young man, and even dared to flirt with him; she's clearly no ordinary person."
"Although the young man is mysterious and unpredictable, the fact that even the guards dare to joke with him shows that he has an extremely good character and a tolerant heart."
"And this Bookstore, it seems to possess a divine-level formation that can suppress the Spiritual Power within me, and the books in this Bookstore also seem rather unusual."
Thinking of this, Jing Xing snapped out of his reverie, looked at the "Book of Great Peace" in front of him, and muttered to himself, "Just who is he?"