Chapter 287
Shui Chun isn’t a weak guy. Three days will be too short to enhance state or martial arts techniques. The only way to improve is to develop the eight extraordinary meridians and master a special method.
Although Jiang Chen had acted confidently before Ying Wushuang, he was taking the upcoming fight seriously.
That was why he was there, in the Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce, to shop.
He hadn’t been able to make use of most of his secret methods or texts because he had been too poor, but since he had received 10 million upper-grade yuan stones from the Sacred Institute, he could finally show his strength as the First Young Master of the Sacred Zone.
Suddenly, a voice came from his back.
“Young master, our young master has invited you over. Your friend is with him, too.”
Jiang Chen and Ying Wushuang looked back. A middle-aged man who looked like a butler was smiling at them.
“You’re only a princess from the countryside. Don’t flatter yourself,” he spat at Crimson Moon. Shi Wenxuan didn’t even try to excuse himself when facing the two girls’ anger.
“You!”
Crimson Moon was extremely angry. She had gained some fame after the competition of the Sacred Institute. That day, she had gone shopping with Yi Qing and met Shi Wenxuan, who looked so elegant and polite. He had invited them to see how many nice things they were selling at the auction of the Sacred City.
She hadn’t expected him to be so narrow-minded; she thought the elegance was just a facade he had put on.
“Crimson Moon, let’s go!” Yi Qing walked towards the door with Crimson Moon, but the same men who had stopped Jiang Chen had also blocked the door.
The Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce finally stepped in when the situation had reached a stalemate. The steward Jiang Chen had seen before came with others.
“What happened, Young Master Shi?” asked the steward.
“This guy is being extremely rude to me,” said Shi Wenxuan.
The steward recognized Jiang Chen and turned pale. He said, “Young Master Shi, I’m taking him away now.”
“Kick him out. My mood will be ruined if he’s here,” said Shi Wenxuan.
“Eh… We won’t refuse any of our guests… This has always been the principle of the Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce—”
“I don’t want to hear such bullsh*t. If you can’t satisfy my request, it means you’re not capable enough to do your job. If that’s the case, I’ll make the Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce replace an incapable person like you,” Shi Wenxuan interrupted him. He looked very unhappy.
He was a capricious person, which was obvious from the slap he had intended to give Crimson Moon.
Ying Wushuang’s refusal had embarrassed him. Jiang Chen’s ungratefulness had irritated him.
“We’re being rude to you? I would like to ask you who invited us over. And what makes you think you can order the Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce to kick us out?!” Ying Wushuang had been restraining herself for too long in the Hero Palace. She didn’t want to keep doing the same outside of it.
“Because of this.”
Shi Wenxuan smiled coldly and took out an exquisite purple card. It gave off a faint luster, a fierce tiger printed on it.
“Purple Tiger Card!”
This was a fancy card issued by the Bank of Sacred City, which could only be used by big groups.
The Bank of Sacred City was the biggest power in the Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce. If the steward or other staff there offended someone with a purple card, it would mean big trouble.
The steward was still hesitant.
“That’s why you think you’re nobler than us and why the Sacred Wind Chamber of Commerce has to obey you? Because of the card?” Ying Wushuang said with a cold smile.
“Sure.”
Shi Wenxuan ignored her scornful tone. He puffed up his chest with pride.
“I’m interested to know then… you showed your Purple Tiger Card to order the chamber of commerce to take care of someone with a Golden Dragon Card?” As Ying Wushuang spoke, she took out a card of the same size, but it was golden and gave off a gentle light. It had a dragon printed on it.
“A Golden Dragon Card?!”
This was the noblest card the Bank of Sacred City could issue. Even Shi Wenxuan’s family wasn’t qualified to have one.
The steward took a deep breath and looked towards Ying Wushuang excitedly.
“My revered guest!”