Chapter 3396 — Wei Zhao's Terms
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"And how much would that be worth?" Wei Zhao asked instead.
"If we're talking market price, it'd fetch at least ten or twenty million, surely?" Tang Taizhong had not expected Wei Zhao to ask such a thing, but he gave a rough estimate anyway—for once a cultivation family got its hands on a thing like this, they would never part with it lightly. It was a fine item for trading cultivation resources, not something measured in money at all.
"Oh, then let's call it fifteen million. I'll give you an account number—wire the money there," Wei Zhao said flatly. "As for the bowl, keep it for yourself to play with, or sell it to the Tomorrow Upon Tomorrow Sect. You'll get a good price."
"Er—fifteen million, is it? I'll make it twenty million. Young Hero Lin misunderstands me. This bowl is a gift of thanks; the remuneration is the remuneration. I hadn't finished speaking!" Tang Taizhong had given Wei Zhao the bowl because he assumed Wei Zhao had no need of money—that automatic medicinal cauldron of his raked in gold by the day. That was why he had never mentioned cash. Had he known Wei Zhao liked money, he would have spoken up straight away!
"Oh, that works too. Xiaoke, give him the account number." Wei Zhao was not especially interested in the bowl and casually tucked it into his jade pendant's space.
"The account is XXXXXXX, under the name of the Songshan City Orphanage," Yu Xiaoke said.
"Ahem—all right, I've got it down." Tang Taizhong paused a beat, then realized that Wei Zhao was securing benefits for the orphanage, not lining his own pockets. It made no difference either way; the money was given for Wei Zhao's sake, and to whom it went did not matter. What mattered was that Wei Zhao owed him a favor.
"If there's nothing else, we'll head back first." Wei Zhao looked at Shen Yushu with some surprise. It seemed her prophetic gift was genuine after all—what the Rainy Day Walker had said really did hold water.
"Certainly, certainly. I'll arrange a car at once!" Tang Taizhong answered hurriedly.
"Xiaoshu, I really must thank you properly this time. I never imagined you'd guess their target," Qiu Lingshan said frankly. Shen Yushu had guessed correctly where the robbers would strike, and that was why she and Wei Zhao had been able to finish those men off so smoothly and even capture one alive. If anyone deserved the credit, apart from Wei Zhao it was Shen Yushu.
"Well? Are you convinced now?" Shen Yushu said smugly.
"If it cracks the case, what does it cost me to admit you're right?" Qiu Lingshan was not one to let personal pride interfere with work, and she spoke earnestly: "Xiaoshu, do you think the robbers will strike again? Where's their next target?"
"Here again," Shen Yushu said.
"Here again?" Qiu Lingshan was taken aback.
Tang Taizhong, who had just gone to ready the car, was startled as well, and blurted in alarm, "Young Hero Lin, Chief Song—then should we stay here a while longer?"
Tang Taizhong had complete faith in Shen Yushu by now. She was nothing short of a prophet—she had said they would rob the antique shop, and rob it they did. So if she said the robbers would come back, there had to be something to it.
"We can't stay," Wei Zhao said, shaking his head. "They failed this time. By any normal line of thinking, we certainly wouldn't keep guarding this place—and that's exactly what they'll think. So we do the opposite. If they see us still posted here, they probably won't make a move at all."
"That makes sense!" Tang Taizhong nodded. "Then what do we do?"
"We pretend to leave first, then find a place nearby to stay, so we can be back here the instant the robbery starts," Wei Zhao said.
"That's the only way, then. I'll have to trouble you, Young Hero Lin!" Tang Taizhong said quickly.
"The trouble is secondary. This time I've settled a problem for the hidden Tang family—so isn't it time we discussed the real business?" Wei Zhao glanced at Tang Taizhong and asked mildly.