Jade

Still in shock, Cai Cheng hurriedly scrolled through his contacts.

Soon, he found Wang Er's number and immediately dialed it.

"Young... Young Master Wang..."

After the call connected, Cai Cheng's voice trembled, "Where... where are you guys right now?"

"If you have something to say, say it. Cut the crap." Wang Er didn't even need to think to know the purpose of Cai Cheng's call; it was mostly likely due to pressure coming down from above.

This was exactly like when he was in Liu City. Because he didn't know Qin Fei and Qin Ning's identities, he accidentally offended them, and as a result, a call came directly from the capital.

"Yes, yes... Young Master Wang, it's like this. I want to apologize to Xiao Fei in person. I was wondering where you all are right now..."

"Now you know to be afraid?"

Wang Er smiled faintly, "I told you earlier, just apologize honestly and nothing will happen."

"Young Master Wang, I really know I was wrong. Please help me, for the sake of the many years we've hung out together." Cai Cheng was so anxious he was about to cry.

"Then come over. I'll send the address to your phone in a bit, but whether you can get Xiao Fei's forgiveness will depend on yourself."

After saying that, Wang Er hung up the phone directly, then turned to Qin Fei in the backseat and said, "Xiao Fei, it's that kid Cai Cheng calling. He said he wants to apologize to you in person."

Qin Fei nodded, "It's actually not a big deal. It's fine if you let him come over."

...

On a certain street in Modu.

This was the largest jade trading market in Modu, as well as in the entire country.

Just as Qin Ning and his group got out of the car, Wang Er led everyone toward a jade shop on the right side of the street.

"Young Master Wang, what brings you here?"

As soon as they entered, the store manager, who was drinking tea, recognized Wang Er. He was so startled that he immediately stood up and hurried over to greet him.

This shop was a property under Wang Er's name. Although it was quite large, in the eyes of a top-tier young master like Wang Er, it was just a drop in the bucket.

Wang Er hadn't been here for a long time. The manager even wondered if he had forgotten that he owned such a jade store.

"We have distinguished guests today. Hurry up and serve tea, the best tea," Wang Er said.

"Yes, yes... Young Master Wang, please have a seat first."

The manager was surprised but didn't dare to ask too much. He was just curious in his heart: exactly what kind of person could make a top-tier young master like Wang Er call them a distinguished guest?

Was it these young people who came with him?

That shouldn't be.

In Modu, or even in the whole country, how many young people could be called distinguished guests by Wang Er?

"Take these tea leaves and brew them." As soon as Qin Ning sat down, he waved his hand and took out some tea leaves he had brought himself.

Because the manager's attention was entirely on Wang Er, he didn't see how Qin Ning produced these tea leaves.

He felt a bit baffled in his heart. Could it be that he looked down on the tea in his shop?

These were all the top-tier tea leaves in the country.

But just as he was about to take the tea leaves, he saw Wang Er grab them first. "Go do your own work, I'll brew it."

"This..."

The manager was shocked, his face full of question marks.

How could a task like brewing tea be done personally by Eldest Young Master Wang?

However, since Wang Er said so, he naturally didn't dare to object.

"Young Master Qin, Xiao Fei, please wait a moment, the tea will be ready soon."

Wang Er smiled playfully as he spoke to Qin Ning and Qin Fei in their seats. His bowing and scraping manner completely stunned the manager on the spot.

Could they be the distinguished guests Young Master Wang mentioned?

What was their background?

They looked to be only around twenty years old.

Soon, Wang Er came over with the tea and poured a cup for everyone seated.

"Young... Young Master Wang..."

Just then, outside the shop door, a figure rushed in hurriedly, panting heavily. Who else could it be but Cai Cheng?

When he saw Qin Fei sitting in the shop drinking tea, Cai Cheng quickly took a deep breath. After adjusting his breathing, he walked up to her.

The manager naturally recognized Cai Cheng. This was one of the few top-tier young masters in Modu who could stand on equal footing with Wang Er. Upon seeing him, he hurriedly brought over a chair.

But before the manager could say anything, he saw Cai Cheng walk up to Qin Fei, bow directly at a ninety-degree angle, and say with a trembling voice, "Young... Young Master Qin, Miss Qin Fei, just now at the hotel entrance, I was reckless and accidentally offended you. Please don't take it to heart. I am willing to pay any price, just begging to get your forgiveness."

This scene completely dumbfounded the manager watching from the side.

What was going on?

A young master like Cai Cheng was actually bowing his head and apologizing to these two young people?

What happened?

Moreover, with Cai Cheng's status, in Modu or even the whole country, how could anyone make him bow and apologize?

What exactly was the background of these siblings?

"It's fine. It's actually not a big deal, I was just startled earlier. Let's just let this matter pass," Qin Fei said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, thank you... thank you, Xiao Fei. To show my sincerity, I will pay for all your expenses in Modu. If possible, I would also like to invite everyone to dinner tonight." Relieved of a heavy burden in his heart, Cai Cheng sincerely invited them.

Qin Fei glanced at Qin Ning. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she then nodded, "Sure."

"Young Master Qin, do you want to go to the warehouse to check the goods now?" Seeing that everyone had finished their tea, Wang Er asked.

Qin Ning nodded, "Let's go take a look."

"Alright, everyone follow me."

Wang Er stood up and led the way. Soon, they arrived at a warehouse at the back of the shop.

This warehouse was very large, filled with all kinds of jade. Most were finished products crafted into various accessories or decorations, but there were also some uncut raw stones.

Cai Cheng also followed along. His family also had businesses in the jade industry, and he thought to himself, maybe later he should also take them to his family's shop to have a look?

"Young Master Qin, all the jade is here," Wang Er said with a smile.

This warehouse was huge. The jade and raw stones displayed here added up to at least over a hundred thousand pieces.

Qin Ning nodded lightly, then released his divine sense, sweeping it over every piece of jade.

In just a moment, he had inspected all the jade and knew which of them were truly top-grade.

"Buzz!"

Without a word, Qin Ning lightly raised his right hand. The space faintly rippled, as if an invisible force was spreading out toward the entire warehouse with Qin Ning as the center.

The next moment, to Cai Cheng's dumbfounded expression, several pieces of jade on the shelves actually started moving on their own. In the blink of an eye, they floated over to Qin Ning and hovered there in mid-air.

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