The old man instantly stiffened, his eyes darting about, not daring to move.

Fang Che said grimly, "Old man, do you remember your wallet now?" 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

The old man shook all over, suddenly exclaiming in surprise, "There’s a wallet under this table, I don’t know if it’s yours? I was so busy earlier, I didn’t even notice."

Feng Xiangdong hurriedly bent down to look, and saw a wallet under the table. Its gold thread was intricately woven and quite grand, exactly his wallet.

He quickly picked it up, opened it, and saw that nothing was missing—silver notes, golden bills, gold leaf, and even Feng Shenren were all there.

He exclaimed in surprise, "Found it, it’s mine, nothing is missing inside."

The old man’s face was full of pleading, his weathered face showing appeasement: "Officer... now the wallet is found..."

Fang Che pressed his sword against the old man’s neck, said coolly, "Boss, I know the wallet has been found. I can see with my eyes. But I want to tell you something."

"Tell me, please do."

"We don’t wish to find anything missing from our person. If I leave your store, or in the near future, find anything missing from us..."

Fang Che displayed the Life and Death Order before the old man, asking, "Do you recognize what this is?"

"I recognize, I recognize, don’t worry, little old me... I’m really not a thief."

The old man was about to cry.

Fang Che laughed, as his shiny sword was slowly sheathed.

Clang!

The long sword was sheathed!

He smiled and said, "You’re not a thief, that’s great. Sorry, my friend dropped his wallet here accidentally, you agree, right?"

The old man nodded like a pecking chicken: "Yes, yes."

He plopped down, seemingly scared out of his wits.

His face was a little pale.

Fang Che smiled, took out a silver note worth one hundred taels and placed it on the table: "Old man, forgive me for earlier, this is to thank you for finding the wallet. Please accept it."

The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "No need, no need... it was my duty..."

"Take it."

Under Fang Che’s insistence, the old man finally accepted with profuse thanks: "You gentlemen are truly good people..."

He pulled open a drawer and placed the silver note inside.

Just then.

Fang Che suddenly furrowed his brow.

Before the old man could close the drawer, Fang Che reached inside with one hand.

The old man’s body went numb, he shouted in surprise: "Robbing money!"

Feng Xiangdong and the others were also dumbfounded.

What’s going on... the boss’s hand reached into the man’s money drawer... doing what?

Yet, Fang Che slowly pulled out a piece of broken silver from inside.

With two fingers, he held it carefully.

Feng Xiangdong and Dongyun Yu were momentarily stunned because, at this moment, Fang Che’s fingers were enveloped in Spiritual Energy.

Though he was holding the broken silver with his fingers, no skin or flesh touched it.

Why was this?

Looking closely at this piece of broken silver, aside from being a bit dirty, it seemed no different from the others.

"Old man, why is this piece of silver set aside?"

Fang Che held up the silver and asked.

The old man was visibly flustered, and said, "I felt it was too dirty, so I put it aside. Later, I plan to clean such dirty silver pieces."

Fang Che laughed heartily, "So the old man has such a preference, then how about I trade you ten taels of silver for this piece?"

The old man paused, "I can’t take advantage of you like that, can I?"

This time, he did not call himself ’little old me’, but reverted to calling himself ’old man’ like when he first entered the store.

But this self-reference was subtly different in tone.

Fang Che nodded, set the silver down, "Since the old man is unwilling, then let’s leave it at that."

He smiled at the old man, "Well, shall we... be off then?"

"Don’t see you off, don’t see you off, everyone feel free to visit anytime..."

"May I ask your surname, old man?"

Before stepping out the door, Fang Che asked.

"Gladly spoken, without reservation, surname Si."

Fang Che and others left the Wenxin Moxiang Bookstore, walking down the street.

Qiu Yunshang then complained to Feng Xiangdong: "Why didn’t you put the wallet in the Space Ring?"

Feng Xiangdong coughed, "There’s a reason."

"What reason?"

Everyone turned to look at Feng Xiangdong.

Feng Xiangdong was helpless.

He had no choice but to take out the wallet, gently flipped it open with his finger, and instantly, rainbow lights flashed like butterflies dancing.

The moment was truly breathtaking.

Then Feng Xiangdong flicked his finger again, snap, the wallet closed.

The beautiful scene suddenly vanished.

The opening and closing actions were exceedingly practiced.

Imagine it, a charming gentleman, handsome and dashing, opening his wallet, casually flipping it, the dazzling colors, butterflies flying away, a casual flick, all dazzling phenomena disappear... the style, the flair, the...

"Understand now?" Feng Xiangdong said sheepishly.

"Oh..."

Everyone chimed in with deep meaning: "...so it was for showing off whenever, wherever!"

Feng Xiangdong sighed, "Gotta curb the habit of showing off."

He held the wallet, intending to directly put it in the ring, but thought it over and decided to tuck it in his coat, coughing twice, "...in case I meet a beauty... let’s keep it handy."

Everyone laughed, Ye Meng squinted with laughter.

They finally returned to the Inspection Hall and hurried the little guys to practice and rest.

The five sat together, Ye Meng took the captain’s seat, started organizing the internal affairs files, and took notes.

Lines of neat handwriting quickly appeared on the white paper.

Calculating meanwhile.

"In the past few days, summarizing, the team’s total income: 7,500 taels of silver, 2,000 Low Grade Spirit Crystals, 104 Middle Grade, five High Grade, none Top Grade."