Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

There were many things that, as time passed, would be covered up. The person in question would not be willing to speak of them, and outsiders would only be able to guess.    

    

Yang Bo had no intention to guess the people at that time, he was just curious, but after he thought it through, he had no intention to investigate further.    

    

On the second day, Cao Yuande brought a group of people to the Mrs Nance Palace to sign the donation agreement.    

    

Downie seemed to have not told Mrs Nance that Yuwen had appeared yet again. He quickly finished signing and did not invite any reporters at the scene. This was Mrs Nance's request.    

    

Yang Bo heaved a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to leave, their lackey's teammates suddenly spoke up: "Mrs Nance, your treasury is full of good stuff, if you still want to donate them, feel free to contact me!"    

    

Mrs Nance looked at Pig, then looked at Yang Bo again, and said: "Mr Yang, Downie asked me to pass on a message to him. He said that he welcomes Mr Yang to be a guest at Walker Family."    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "I will."    

    

Mrs Nance laughed, turned around and left, and did not bother with that pig of a teammate!    

    

The lackey of a teammate looked at Mrs Nance's back as he left and was extremely annoyed. He scolded, "You don't know what's called, you don't know what's called!"    

    

Yang Bo did not bother to reply, and turned to leave.    

    

Returning to the car, Yuwen asked, "Finished?"    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "It's done."    

    

"Very well, I'll take you to see your old friend." Yuwen said.    

    

Yang Bo was a little surprised, he never thought that Yuwen would know so many people, but he was not opposed to it, so he gave Cao Yuande a call, bid his farewells, and followed Yuwen out.    

    

The car drove for more than half an hour, and in front of him was a bustling street full of lanterns. Yang Bo already saw the big red lanterns hanging on the streets, and the buildings looked even more similar to the buildings in the country.    

    

Yuwen smiled, "It's very lively here today. Since we can't get in the car, let's get off here!"    

    

Yang Bo got off the car, and followed Yuwen into the Chinese district.    

    

After being in Los Angeles for a few days, it was Yang Bo's first time coming to Chinatown. It was more lively here than he had imagined, filled with tourists and shops on both sides of the street.    

    

A familiar country voice entered his ears. He heard someone communicating in Cantonese, Minnan and Putonghua. It felt like he had returned to China.    

    

Yang Bo followed Yuwen and looked around curiously. However, after looking for a while, he lost interest as there were a lot of Chinese people in Chinatown and there was not much difference between the scenery in China and China.    

    

After passing through the main street and arriving at the center, Yuwen walked into a teahouse. Yang Bo looked up and saw that the teahouse was called "Wind and Rain Tower".    

    

He followed Yuwen into the second floor. Yuwen didn't have any intention of stopping and directly walked towards the third floor. There were only two young men in azure clothes standing at the foot of the stairs, blocking the way.    

    

There were not many people on the second floor. Sitting in the teahouse, drinking tea, with the plaid windows cutting off the noise outside, the place seemed a little quiet.    

    

The light robed man stared at Yuwen and asked, "Who are you?"    

    

Yuwen laughed: "I'm here to look for Yuan Da."    

    

The light robed man frowned. He stared at Yuwen and then looked towards Yang Bo. Seeing that the two of them did not look like experts, he snorted coldly.    

    

Yuwen shook his head, "I don't have a front door, so help me inform Old Yuan. Tell him that an old friend came to visit twenty years ago!"    

    

The light robed man shook his head. "If I can't inform everyone of my name, what if the boss doesn't recognize you? Wouldn't I be scolded later on?"    

    

Yuwen stared at the two men in cyan. The two of them appeared to be in their twenties. They looked lean and lean, but their veins were bulging. From a glance, one could tell they were practitioners!    

    

"Since you don't want to announce it, then we'll have to go up ourselves." Yuwen said.    

    

After saying that, Yuwen took a step up the stairs. The expressions of the two men in green slightly changed as they simultaneously punched out!    

    

Yuwen didn't care at all. He waved his hands and used one hand to block a fist. With a slight force, both of their expressions changed and they fell to the ground!    

    

A man in green brought the tables and chairs over, causing a hubbub. Everyone looked over and saw that there was a fight going on. Several people stood up and walked over.    

    

The bodyguards that Yang Bo brought, had long been scattered around, and at this time, all of them stood up, and the entire competition grounds was filled with noises!    

    

Yang Bo raised his hand, signalling the bodyguard not to move, and followed Yuwen upstairs.    

    

The crowd of guards rushed over, making the scene a bit dangerous for a moment.    

    

"What happened?"    

    

Someone suddenly walked up from the third floor and asked.    

    

"They knocked down A San the Fourth with their double red sticks, they want to barge in!" Someone replied from downstairs.    

    

This person was around thirty years old, but he already had some white hair. He looked over at Yuwen and noticed that Yuwen did not stop. His expression changed slightly. "Who are you looking for?"    

    

Yuwen looked up and said, "You must be Hoodlum right? You are already so old!"    

    

Yuan Chengfei stared at Yuwen for a long while before saying in shock: "You are Mr Yuwen?"    

    

"I haven't seen you in over twenty years. At that time, you were only around ten. I didn't expect you to recognize me!" Yuwen said.    

    

Yuan Chengfei hurriedly bowed deeply, then waved his hand towards the stairs again, "Everyone, sit back down! Mr Yuwen came here to find the big boss, I can easily hurt you guys, next time you better open your eyes a little! "    

    

After he finished speaking, Yuan Chengfei immediately said: "Mr Yuwen, please, I will bring you guys to meet big boss!"    

    

When Yuan Chengfei no longer reported them, he brought them in.    

    

The third floor's environment was even more elegant and quiet. An old man in his seventies was sitting in front of the table. He wore white training clothes and had a head full of white hair. He looked quite saintly.    

    

The old man raised his head and looked over. He was startled when he saw that Yuan Chengfei had led his people directly in, and then he saw Yuwen and was immediately stunned! The teacup in his hand fell to the ground!    

    

"What is it? This is how you treat your guests, Old Yuan? " Yuwen laughed.    

    

"Mr Yuwen, I really never expected that after twenty years of transition, my hair has already turned completely white, and I'm already an old man. But you're actually no different than you were twenty years ago!"    

    

Yuwen smiled, but didn't say anything.    

    

Yuan Da was still deeply moved, "Back then, we argued over the differences between cultivation and martial arts together, and now it seems that I was wrong in the end!"    

    

Yuwen shook his head. "You don't need to be sad. For you, reaching your level in martial arts is already the peak. However, how many people in this world can actually cultivate?" For most people, cultivation is simply impossible! "    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]