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nTranslator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

nDrunk Fragrance Pavillion.

nThe maidservant carried a plate and walked over, “Young Master Lin, please enjoy.”

nEight Treasure Cake, Five Grain Porridge, Almond Tea.

nSimple and casual.

nEven so, such a breakfast wasn’t something that a commoner can enjoy.

nThe Eight Treasure Cake is made up of eight types of specially chosen ingredients. Among which was ginseng, which helped raise vitality.

n“Just order whatever you want to eat.” Lin Fan said.

nZhou Zhongmao shook his head, “Cousin, I am not hungry at all.”

n“Young Master, neither am I.”

nThe two of them felt helpless.

nEating depended on the time. Just two hours later, and it would be lunchtime.

nLin Fan didn’t say anything and started eating. The things in Drunk Fragrance Pavillion were indeed delicious, as expected from the largest restaurant in the city.

nHe thought back to that Feng Poliu and immediately took out the book he hid in his clothing.

n“Cousin, be careful, some fake techniques cannot be cultivated. Otherwise, problems might occur.” Zhou Zhongmao reminded him. The dangers of fake techniques were huge.

nIn the past, there were people who obtained fake techniques and followed the writings on them to cultivate. In the end, they died.

nThere was no chance of survival for them at all.

nTo him, how could there be such foolish people in the world?

nTo exchange secret techniques for silver.

nEspecially such unique ones, that was much more amusing.

n“Don’t worry, do you think your cousin is a fool?” Lin Fan opened the first page, reading while eating.

nThe words in it were really philosophical.

nHowever, he was still able to read it.

nZhou Zhongmao looked towards his cousin warily. As long as there were signs of his cousin cultivating it, he would immediately stop him.

nHow could one cultivate a cultivation technique that had such an unknown background? They didn’t know if it was fake or not.

nIf one cultivated it, one might lose their life.

nVery quick, Lin Fan finished reading the book. There was nothing attractive, just that the author bragged about the technique heavily.

nThere was a change in the small support system.

nBug Controlling Technique: Not yet learnt basics.

nIt was a real cultivation technique.

n“Cousin, take a look, this cultivation technique seems to be real.” Lin Fan tossed it over.

nSince the small support system recorded it, it meant that there was indeed such a cultivation technique.

nIt seemed like that fellow had a conscience and didn’t con him. The ten taels of silver were worth it.

nHe was praised and flattered by that person, and even obtained a cultivation technique.

nThe ten silver wasn’t a waste, and he had earned big.

nOutside, Feng Poliu came out of the gambling den, running to many places to search for Lin Fan.

nF***.

nHe actually took out the wrong one. Gambling had made his mind blurred; otherwise, how could such a thing occur?

nThat was his life.

nHe would rather die than lose that thing.

nAt this moment, he saw a person at the Drunk Fragrance Pavillion.

nIt was the Young Master Lin who had given him ten silver.

n“I found him! I finally found him!”

nFeng Poliu was delighted and instantly heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that he wouldn’t be able to find him and could only take a risk to head to the Lin Family. Now it seemed like there was a chance.

nHe quickened his footsteps and walked towards Lin Fan.

nWhen he was near the Drunk Fragrance Pavillion.

nPa ta.

nThere were waves in the dustbin nearby, like something falling down.

nFeng Poliu looked and noticed a book floating in the dirty water.

nIt looked familiar.

nLike he had seen it somewhere before.

n“What?” Feng Poliu’s pupils constricted. It was the Bug Controlling Technique, his livelihood. He didn’t care about how dirty it was and immediately grabbed it.

nIt was wet and smelly.

nHe flipped it open, and the contents within were what he wanted to see.

n“I got it back. I finally got it back.”

nHe heaved a sigh of relief, what a fright.

nIf he couldn’t find it, he definitely wouldn’t leave You City. He had to find it before he left.

nNow that he got it back, he was prepared to leave.

nSuddenly, he stopped and stood beneath the Drunk Fragrance Pavillion.

nHis expression was one of disbelief as he muttered.

n“What is the meaning of that?”

n“What did he mean? To not care about my top-class technique, to toss it aside like trash. No, I need to get an answer from him.”

nFeng Poliu stepped into the Drunk Fragrance Pavillion.

nHe was a confrontational person.

nIn the building, Zhou Zhongmao didn’t bother about the book at all. When his cousin gave it to him, he just threw it away.

nFake.

nIt was fake.

nLeaving it on his body would only cause problems.

nLin Fan didn’t care; it was okay that it was thrown away as long as his cousin was happy. Moreover, the Bug Controlling Technique name was not overbearing enough. Although the contents seemed strong, it really wasn’t interesting.

nTa ta!

nFootsteps spread out from the stairs, and they were hurried ones.

n“You can’t go up! Who are you?” The manager halted Feng Poliu. Feng Poliu’s dressing was ugly like a refugee’s, so how would the manager allow him to enter?

nHowever, how would he be able to block him?

n“What is this situation? I came to find a person, do you think I look like a beggar?” Feng Poliu was furious. Someone actually treated him as a beggar. If this were dozens of years ago, when he was angered, he would directly slap the person.

n“What is going on?” Lin Fan looked out. It was really noisy, and that voice was a little familiar.

nVery quickly, he saw that the manager was trying to pull someone away.

nThat person was like a dog, walking up without a care, no one was able to stop him.

n“Brother, it is me! Tell this manager to stop pulling me! I came to find you!” Feng Poliu shouted.

nHe didn’t want to bully people who didn’t have strength.

nOtherwise, he just had to wave his arm, and this manager would at least spit out blood from knocking into the wall.

n“Manager, stop pulling. I know him.” Lin Fan said.

nThe manager released his hand, and his expression changed. He said politely, “So it is Young Master Lin’s friend. You should have said that. Please enter.”

n“I said it. You just didn’t believe me.” Feng Poliu shook his head.

nLin Fan waved his hand, “Manager, head down. I don’t need you to be here.”

n“Okay, Young Master Lin. Please enjoy your conversation. I will wait for you below.” The manager knew his place and left.

nAt this moment, Lin Fan felt that Feng Poliu was interesting and said, “You lost it all? So you want to promote more secret techniques to me?”

nZhou Zhongmao looked towards Feng Poliu angrily.

nWhy was this person so shameless to treat his cousin as a retard?

nFeng Poliu wasn’t angry, “Brother, what are you saying? How is that possible? What promote? Although I like to gamble, the secret technique matter was really because I felt close to you.”

n“What a waste, I thought you were here to promote items. What matter do you have with me? Anyways I don’t have any more money.” Lin Fan said.

nFeng Poliu gathered his words and said angrily, “Brother, I came just to ask why you threw my technique away and into the dustbin. This is an insult to the technique and also to me.”

n“Scoff, what a fake. A fake technique, who do you want to harm?” Zhou Zhongmao scoffed coldly.

nIf not for his cousin being there, he would have attacked long ago.

n“Fake?” Feng Poliu raised his voice, “You big head, are you blind or stupid to actually say that my technique is fake? Do you know how many people would want to rob it if it is placed outside?”

nZhou Zhongmao scoffed in disdain.

n“Cousin, that technique is indeed real.” Lin Fan said.

n“Listen up, listen to what your cousin said. It is real.” Feng Poliu pointed at Zhou Zhongmao and said in delight.

nHowever, what Lin Fan said next made Feng Poliu so angry that he wanted to show his strength.

n“It is just really boring.” Lin Fan said.

nFeng Poliu was unhappy.

nThis technique was his life. For people to say that it was nothing and boring was a nail in his heart.

n“Brother, your words are a little hurtful. You can insult me, but do not insult my technique.”

n“This book is the only book! The only copy that has not been passed down!”

n“To tell the truth, I wanted to use another book to cheat you, but I took out the wrong one. I wanted to get the real one back, or else I wouldn’t have chased you here.”

n“However, now that you looked down on my technique, I can’t take it anymore. Let’s go outside the city. I have to let you know how strong this technique is and what a good opportunity you have missed out.”

nFeng Poliu couldn’t take it anymore.

nFacing such an unknowledgeable person, he could only use such methods to prove himself.

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