Chapter 20 Chen Zheng, you stole things from Jubao Tower, run away!
Chapter 20 Chen Zheng, you stole things from Jubao Tower, run away!
Chen Fu and Chen Biao were both stunned.
Because the silver dagger that Chen Zheng stuffed into Chen Fu's hands was actually a magic weapon.
This is an immortal treasure that can only be refined by a supernatural master, and it is also the treasure that all physical realm warriors dream of. Even a lot of Xuanhuang money cannot buy it.
Throughout the entire Chen family, there is only one magic weapon, which was passed down from the ancestor Chen Qianzhi. It is called the Golden Mang Armor and is the family's treasure. The head of the family, Chen Xingye, is reluctant to wear it for fear of exhausting the immortal power inside, so he puts it in a secret room for worship.
As for the magic ship under everyone, it does not belong to the Chen family.
Instead, Jubaolou was rented to the Chen family in order to facilitate trade with the Chen family.
The Chen family must pay 20% of the family’s total Golden Feather Grass production as rent to Jubao Tower every year.
This shows how rare Dharma instruments are.
But now, Chen Zheng casually took out a magical weapon that was comparable to the Chen family's treasure.
How can this be?
Where did this magical weapon come from?
Chen Fu looked up at Chen Zheng and asked stutteringly, "Brother Zheng...what is this?"
Chen Zheng smiled faintly in response: "It's just a little thing, I give it to you for self-defense."
"Give...give it to me?" Chen Fu's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed hard.
Chen Biao, who was standing by, felt a little dizzy, and there was a little person in his heart shouting wildly.
Brother!
Do you know what the magic weapon represents?
You actually said this is just a little thing?
Only!
and many more……
This silver dagger looks more and more familiar.
Chen Biao suddenly took two steps closer and looked carefully at the sword in Chen Fu's hand.
Soon, he seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank sharply, and he said in a lost voice: "This... this sword is Wang Shan's famous magic weapon, the Silver Sword!"
Chen Fu was moved when he heard this: "Wang Shan? Isn't he the manager of Jubao Tower? He seems to be the person in charge of commanding the monster hunters? But how could Wang Shan's famous magic weapon fall into the hands of Brother Zheng? Could it be..."
Thinking of this, his small eyes suddenly widened.
He understood everything.
This silver sword was most likely stolen by Chen Zheng from Manager Wang.
This would explain why Chen Zheng returned early before the time and mentioned the "accident" after returning.
Thinking of this, Chen Fu shuddered all over and the silver-gray sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.
Chen Biao seemed to have figured out the "truth" of the matter, and his face turned visibly pale.
Chen Zheng is so brave.
He even dared to steal Manager Wang’s magic weapon.
Once Manager Wang finds out about this, not only will Chen Zheng suffer, but the entire Chen family will face a devastating disaster.
What should we do?
Chen Biao stamped his feet in anxiety.
Chen Fu gritted his teeth, stuffed the Silver Sword back to Chen Zheng, pulled the other's arm and walked towards the window.
At the same time, he said anxiously, "Brother Zheng, run away quickly. Jump into the sea and swim in the opposite direction of Banyuefang City. Swim as far as you can!"
"Why should I run away?" Chen Zheng pulled out his arm and looked at Chen Fu with strange eyes.
"Brother Chen Zheng, now is not the time to show off your bravery. You'd better listen to the Third Young Master and jump into the sea and escape. It would be best to sink the physical evidence to the bottom of the sea. This way, if Jubao Tower fails to find evidence during the investigation, the family will not be implicated." Chen Biao growled anxiously.
"..."
Chen Zheng finally understood what these two people were thinking. It turned out that they thought that this silver-gray sword was of ill-gotten origin.
He shook his head and laughed, and was about to explain to the two of them.
At this moment, a clan member quickly ran to the door of the room and reported: "The owner of Jubao Tower has arrived and is waiting in the hall. He said he wants to see Master Chen Zheng."
"what?"
"The owners of Jubao Tower are here!" Chen Fu and Chen Biao's faces suddenly turned pale, they felt weak all over, and almost fell to the ground.
It’s over.
This time it's really over.
Chen Zheng's theft of Manager Wang's magic weapon actually alarmed the owner of Jubao Tower, who came to investigate personally.
In front of the owner of the Jubao Tower in the Shentong Secret Realm, Chen Zheng had no way to escape and would be caught red-handed soon.
What should I do……
Chen Fu and Chen Biao were almost in despair.
"Well, I'll go see him now."
Chen Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to the two people who were overthinking and nodded to the tribesman who reported it.
As he said this, he placed the Silver Sword on the table and walked out of the room.
He expected that the owner of Jubao Tower would come to see him.
This is because his performance at Forty-nine Islands was so outstanding.
A physical body of the eighth level can defeat Steward Wang who is at the tenth level, and even magical weapons cannot damage his physical body.
This series of performance may not be considered a big deal among the major immortal sects.
But for people in a small place like Banyuefang City, it was shocking.
Therefore, the owner of Jubao Tower would have two reactions when he heard the news.
One is to find Chen Zheng and avenge Manager Wang.
The second one was also to find Chen Zheng, but not for revenge, but to make friends with him.
In short, the owner of Jubao Tower cannot sit still.
Chen Zheng estimated that the owner of Jubao Tower would definitely choose the latter.
The reason is very simple. There is no deep hatred between Chen Zheng and the owner of Jubao Tower, so there is no need to fight to the death.
As for Manager Wang, he is just an ant. If he dies, he dies. We can just recruit another manager to fill his vacancy.
Furthermore, the identity of a quasi-disciple of the Yuhua Sect is quite intimidating to independent cultivators like the owner of Jubao Tower, and they will not act recklessly.
Chen Zheng's mind raced, and he was already less than ten feet away from the entrance of the hall, and was about to meet the owner of Jubao Tower who was waiting for him inside.
"When you meet the owner of Jubao Tower later, you and I, the Third Young Master, will kneel down and beg for mercy. Perhaps our Chen family still has a chance of survival." Chen Biao, who had caught up with them, pleaded in a low voice into Chen Zheng's ear.
Chen Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to him. He walked a few steps to the door of the hall, looked inside, and saw two people standing one in front and one behind.
Standing behind is Manager Xu.
The man in front was also an old man, but he had much more hair on his head than Manager Xu, which was neatly groomed. He was wearing a simple robe and had an extraordinary demeanor.
"Chen Zheng, that old man is the owner of Jubao Tower, an immortal from the magical realm. Listen to my command, get ready, kneel..."
Chen Biao bent his knees, ready to go, and spoke to Chen Zheng in a low and hurried voice, like a general giving orders.
But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a hearty laugh from the hall: "Haha, I guess this person must be the top disciple of Yuhua Sect. He is indeed extraordinary."
A disciple of Yuhua Sect?
Chen Biao and Chen Fu were stunned.
What do you mean?
Where are the people from Yuhua Sect here?
There is one person with extraordinary grace, but he is not a disciple of the Yuhua Sect.
Neither of them could wrap their heads around it.
Soon they had no time to think about it.
Because they were surprised to find that the owner of Jubao Tower in the hall was walking towards the door and said to Chen Zheng with a smile on his face: "Brother Chen, I am Liu Suiyun, nice to meet you."
What the hell?
The owner of Jubao Tower calls Chen Zheng "Brother Chen"?
So polite?
This……
For an instant.
Chen Biao and Chen Furu were struck by lightning, their bodies stiffened, like two ten-thousand-year-old zombies.
(End of this chapter)