Chapter 72: Who Took Advantage of Whom?

  "Fated person?" Yu Jia was slightly stunned, and her mouth involuntarily whispered these two words. She suddenly remembered that Zhang Wenzhong had also said similar things to her before. "What does he mean by saying these words? How can I and my grandfather both have fate with him? Could it be..." She stole a glance at Zhang Wenzhong, and her face was instantly filled with blushes. Apparently, she had gotten a bit carried away. Feeling the heat on her face, she quickly lowered her head, afraid of being seen by others as being out of sorts.

  Mr. You looked at Zhang Wen and then at You Jia, seemingly discovering something, and smiled as if he had gained some insight.

  Upon hearing Old Master Yu's laughter, Yu Jia's face turned even redder, but she had also been tempered in the business world and quickly calmed down, making an effort to regulate her breathing and restore her normal complexion. Seeing that Old Master Yu was still laughing non-stop, she hastily changed the subject and said: "Grandfather, Mr. Zhang has given you a priceless treasure, shouldn't you thank him?"

  Mr. You nodded and said, "What you said is right, I should thank Zhang WenZhong." He smiled and looked at Zhang WenZhong, saying: "Zhang WenZhong, the longevity picture you gave me is truly priceless. If I accept it like this, I would really be ashamed. Hmm, how about this? I'll give you a return gift so that I can accept this longevity picture with peace of mind."

  Zhang Wenzhong smiled calmly and was about to speak when You Jia couldn't wait any longer and asked, "Grandfather, what gift do you plan to give Mr. Zhang in return?"

  "I have a request for Mr. Zhang." Old Master Yu's expression suddenly turned serious, and he said in a deep voice: "As long as it is not against the law, no matter what kind of request Mr. Zhang makes, our Yu family will do its best to satisfy it."

  Yu Lao's words made everyone except Zhang WenZhong change their facial expressions in an instant.

  The four Yu siblings exchanged a glance and chimed in unison: "Old master, you'd better think thrice..."

  Mr. You raised his right hand, interrupting their conversation, and said in a deep voice: "You don't need to say anything, my mind is made up." He looked straight at Zhang WenZhong and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, whatever you want, just say it, our You family will definitely satisfy you with all our might." After that, he glanced at Yu Jia standing beside him with the corner of his eye, and an unusual smile appeared on his old face.

  This unusual smile made Yu Jia's heart chaotic, and her tender heart was like a deer that had been startled, jumping non-stop. She couldn't help but secretly wonder, what if Zhang Wen Zhong's request was related to her, then how should she respond...?

  "It's not necessary." The three words that came out of Zhang Wen Zhong's mouth shocked everyone present. With the Yu family's wealth, power and connections, Zhang Wen Zhong could easily rise to prominence or become rich overnight without any issues. However, in the face of such great temptation, Zhang Wen Zhong was unmoved, and even chose to decline. Such a choice, anyone present would ask themselves if they could do it.

  Ignoring the astonished glances from the people around him, Zhang Wen-zhong smiled calmly and said: "This hundred-year-old painting, Miss You has already paid for it before, so you don't need to give me a return gift either, Old Man You."

  "When did I ever give you money for painting?" Yu Jia asked in surprise.

  "It's this jade pendant." Zhang Wenzhong raised the jade pendant that was hanging from his neck.

  Jian saw Zhang Wenzhong carrying the jade pendant he had given her, and Yu Jia's heart inexplicably felt a hint of sweetness. She smiled charmingly and said, "This jade pendant is only worth a few dollars, how can it compare to this 'hundred years' painting?"

  Zhang Wenzhong shook his head, with a serious expression, saying: "Perhaps in your eyes, the value of this longevity painting is higher. But in my eyes, the value of this jade pendant is much higher than that of the longevity painting." He wasn't speaking nonsense, as after he had refined it, the jade pendant had become a defensive-type protective charm. In the eyes of connoisseurs, its value was far more precious than the longevity painting. However, these people from the You family weren't cultivators, so naturally they couldn't tell the difference between this jade pendant and an ordinary one.

  However, Zhang Wenzhong did not notice that just after he said this, You Jia's face had returned to normal, but suddenly flushed again. The infinitely shy her hurriedly lowered her head once more.

  Obviously, she has once again misinterpreted Zhang Wen's words.

  "In your eyes, the jade pendant is more valuable than the Hundred Years Picture, but in my eyes, it's just the opposite." Old Master Yu said, "So I must satisfy one of your requests. Otherwise, I'd rather not have this Hundred Years Picture."

  "Young Master Zhang, if you don't agree, my grandfather will definitely not be at peace. So, please, you must agree."

  "Really......" Zhang Wenzhong hesitated for a moment, then suddenly remembered the buried Fengqiu Phoenix, his heart skipped a beat, and finally agreed: "Alright, I'll brazenly make a request. I want one of the orange trees from your orchard, if Old Master Yu agrees, I'll personally go pick it out later."

  "Tangerine tree?!"

  Zhang Wenzhong's request shocked everyone once again. They had never thought that someone would give up the opportunity to fly high and become rich overnight, and choose a tangerine tree instead...

  "Is this guy an idiot or what?" Almost everyone was thinking to themselves.

  You Jia was also shocked, she stared at Zhang Wen Zhong, unable to guess what he was thinking, and could only silently sigh: "He's really a stubborn person." In fact, her emotions at this moment were also very complicated. Disappointment, gratitude, surprise... all sorts of emotions were mixed together.

  Mr. You was also shocked and asked with a frown, "Xiao Zhang, are you kidding me? You... really only want one orange tree?"

  Zhang Wenzhong nodded and said, "Yes, I only want one tangerine tree, but this tangerine tree must be personally selected by me."

  "You..." Old Master Yu really wanted to ask Zhang WenZhong if he was taking his promise as a joke. However, with his deep and complex nature, he ultimately didn't ask that question out loud. After exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, he asked in a low voice: "Do you really only want one tangerine tree?"

  "Really."

  "No regrets?"

  "No regrets!"

  As long as you don't regret it — Zhang Wenzhong thought to himself.

  Mr. You didn't know what Zhang Wen was thinking, he nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you, later you can go to the orchard to pick orange trees. Don't say it's just one tree, even if all the orange trees are moved away, it's no problem."

  "I only need one." Zhang Wenzhong replied, the others are ordinary orange trees, even if he wanted them, they would be of no use. Only that Fengqiu tree has a great help to his current cultivation.

  Mr. You raised his hand and called You Chaogui to his side, whispering a few words in his ear. You Chaogui nodded in understanding, turned around and left, but returned to Mr. You's side after a moment, handing him a bank card.

  "Although Little Zhang is very kind, I also cannot treat you unfairly. If this gets out, wouldn't it be a joke that the Yu family takes advantage of others?" Old Master Yu motioned for Yu Jia to push herself in front of Zhang Wen Zhong and without giving him a choice, forcibly stuffed the bank card into his hand. "I hope you can accept this card, although there's not much money on it, but it's also my sincere intention, so as not to let others laugh at the Yu family."

  Zhang Wen-zhong subconsciously wanted to decline, but Old Master Yu tightly grasped his hand and said: "Young Zhang, I know you're a man of great integrity, righteousness, and classical elegance, but you must accept this money; consider it a request from Old Master Yu himself, all right?"

  Zhang Wenzhong really had a feeling of being unable to laugh or cry.

  Not to mention the jade pendant that had been refined into a defensive amulet, just the fact that the phoenix-seeking grass was an extremely rare and precious second-grade spiritual medicine material. Especially in this era where spiritual energy is extremely scarce and pollution is severe, such a phoenix-seeking grass would be enough to make many cultivation sects go crazy. And yet, Zhang Wenzhong had easily exchanged it for one of his own hand-painted longevity paintings, already having gotten the better end of the deal. But the Yu family, who had been taken advantage of, felt that they owed Zhang Wenzhong and kept wanting to give him money as compensation...

  Zhang Wenzhong really wanted to tell Old Master You: the one who took advantage of this great opportunity is me, not you. However, he finally endured and didn't say it, could only helplessly accept that bank card.

  However, Zhang Wen-zhong, who felt that he had taken advantage of the Yu family, was a bit uneasy in his heart. Although this advantage was very pleasant and delightful to take, it was uncertain whether it would lose the hard-earned merit value. Zhang Wen-zhong, who wanted to cultivate immortality again, regarded this merit value as extremely important. After some thought, he decided to give Mr. Yu another gift, as an exchange for this bank card. Presumably, in this way, there would be no loss of merit value.

  "Alright, I'll take this bank card then. Hmm... since we came in a hurry today, I didn't prepare a birthday gift for Grandfather Yu. How about this? I'll just improvise and paint a picture to give to Grandfather Yu instead." Zhang Wen Zhong didn't care whether or not Old Man Yu agreed, and asked Yu Jia: "Miss Yu, do you have any brushes, ink, and paper here?"

  Yu Jia didn't rush to answer, but instead looked at Old Man Yu, waiting for him to speak.

  Before Old Yu could even open his mouth, a slightly weak and panting voice rang out in the living room: "Give it to him! Even if we don't have it here, we must find it for him!"

  Everyone turned their heads to look, and it was Zhou Wenbin who, after hearing that Zhang Wenzhong was about to take up his brush, got out of bed in the guest room without caring about anything else, and with the support of two nurses, walked into the living room.

  "Jia Er, go get the brush, ink and paper." Old Master Yu spoke up, he also wanted to see if Zhang Wen Zhong's painting skills were as excellent as his calligraphy.