"Boss... I’m damn... a bit confused..."

Qiu Yunshang held his forehead: "Damn... what’s going on?"

Not only Qiu Yunshang, but even Fang Che was completely baffled.

So he picked up a book and flipped through it, then his eyes suddenly focused for a moment, and quickly grabbed a few more books, flipping through them.

Immediately, he frowned, looking thoughtful.

"What’s wrong?"

Feng Xiangdong asked.

"Nothing... Xiang Dong, you take a set and ask how much it costs."

Following Fang Che’s suggestion, Feng Xiangdong took a bundle, made up a set, and went to pay.

"Five hundred taels."

The one collecting money at the door was an old man as skinny as a monkey. He didn’t lift his head and just said that.

Now Fang Che understood where the repeated five hundred taels came from.

"Boss, five hundred taels?" Feng Xiangdong yelled angrily: "The official price for this set of books is just thirty taels, and you’re selling it for five hundred?"

The old man rolled his eyes, his white eyeballs pushing all the black ones into his head as he glanced at Feng Xiangdong, saying: "Buy it if you want, otherwise wait until the official bookstore restocks and purchase it then."

Fang Che was stunned for a moment.

What a fearless attitude!

"Not buying!"

Feng Xiangdong was furious.

He took the books back.

The old man’s eyes turned white, looking at Feng Xiangdong disdainfully, snorted lightly, and continued fidgeting with the abacus.

Not long after, Ye Meng came in with the little guys to pay.

These books, with no markup, and everyone carried a large bundle, costing less than ten taels of silver in total.

While Ye Meng was paying, Fang Che constantly felt something was off, yet couldn’t pinpoint what was odd.

Thus, he frowned, walked around the bookstore, then returned to the Conquer the World shelves.

Nostrils slightly twitching, he finally confirmed a shelf.

He stood by observing for a long while, finally finding what felt wrong at the side of the shelf.

There was a smell here.

A very faint smell.

Fang Che slightly twitched his nose, his eyebrows furrowing.

Feng Xiangdong called at the door: "Boss, let’s go! This crappy shop is too shady, damn it’s daylight robbery!"

The old man behind the counter rolled his eyes again, staring at Feng Xiangdong for a couple of seconds.

"What are you looking at, old man!"

Feng Xiangdong shouted.

The old man lowered his head, his whole body trembling, as if he was terrified.

"Coming." Fang Che responded.

Then everyone left the bookstore.

To Dongyun Yu and the others, although there were so many Conquer the World books here, it wasn’t a big deal, perhaps they have connections or backing?

So no one took it to heart.

But Feng Xiangdong clearly felt the old man’s eyes maliciously watching him several times, yet how could Young Master Feng care about such a bookstore owner?

He smiled calmly, and let it go.

Entering the tavern, they feasted and drank heartily, then came out together, Feng Xiangdong went to settle the bill.

But as he reached for his chest.

His face suddenly changed.

"Damn... where’s my wallet?"

He searched left and right, unbelievably unable to find the wallet.

Feng Xiangdong’s face turned pale.

"You didn’t forget to bring it, did you?"

Fang Che asked.

"Impossible... just before entering the bookstore I checked, planning to pay for the sister-in-law."

Feng Xiangdong said: "Seeing it would cost less than ten taels of silver, I didn’t use it. How is it gone now?"

Qiu Yunshang and Fang Che were also stunned.

That means before entering the bookstore, the wallet was still on him. So, it must have been stolen.

But the question is: who is skilled enough to steal the wallet from Feng Xiangdong without being noticed?

If this person wanted to kill Feng Xiangdong, wouldn’t it be easier than killing a chicken?