Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2100 - 429: Widespread Debts of Infamy 2

The Third Patriarch of the Zhang family aimed to uncover the purchases and sales of that individual mainly to grasp a rough sense of his origins. In truth, the types of items someone trades in usually reveal much about their position in society.

For instance, think of martial arts techniques. A cultivator who has reached the Gui Zhen realm probably won't go after manuals from the Yellow or Lower Xuan levels. Such a person also seldom seeks out those at the Upper Xuan or Supreme Xuan grades.

Likewise, warriors shy of the Gui Zhen realm steer clear of acquiring techniques beyond the Di realm, since mastering them would prove impossible even if obtained.

Yet, faced with Mr. Han's firm refusal, they found themselves stuck without a clear path forward.

Though Zhang Jiancheng lacked profound insight, he proved sharp in his thinking. His gaze shifted slyly as he suggested, "Why not just have us acquire the exact same goods that person traded to your respected establishment, or obtained from it? That can't be an issue, can it?"

Mr. Han's brow creased a bit at those words.

The Third Patriarch of the Zhang family quickly interjected, "We're not asking Brother Han to bend any regulations. Purchasing items from this place ought to be fine, wouldn't it? Or is Brother Han unwilling to extend even this minor favor to us?"

Mr. Han's face took on an odd look as he questioned, "Are you certain you wish to obtain the identical items that young fellow selected?"

"Absolutely. Our Zhang family may not be overflowing with riches, but whatever an obscure youth can manage should surely be within our grasp," Zhang Jiancheng declared with evident pride.

Mr. Han said nothing, simply directing his gaze toward the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family. With the elder there, Zhang Jiancheng's claims held no weight.

The Third Patriarch gave a nod and affirmed, "Go ahead. Display it for Brother Han to see. Do you truly believe the Zhang family lacks the funds for it?"

"Very well," Mr. Han responded. He promptly retrieved the partially completed ledger that had circulated through various hands and announced, "The item he acquired was this: a Lower Tier Tian Realm martial art known as Wind God Leg."

"What the hell! Tian Realm! Just who in the world is that brat?" Zhang Jiancheng exclaimed in utter shock.

Practicing a Tian Realm martial art demanded at minimum the strength of a Die Fan realm powerhouse.

Yet that youth appeared no older than his early twenties.

Was it possible his real nature was that of an ancient fiend who kept his looks forever young on purpose?

With such a striking visage, though, why bother preserving a youthful facade?

A peculiar expression crossed the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family's features. Zhang Jiancheng might be clueless about Wind God Leg, but the elder knew its reputation inside out.

Years ago, when the fragmented copy of Wind God Leg surfaced, it sparked a major uproar. Still, given its elite status, only elite powerhouses showed interest, keeping it from the fame of "that one technique."

Yet in the end, both proved equally pointless. Following that event, anyone attempting to claim such a technique instantly drew mockery from all sides.

Little did he expect that on this day, he himself would stumble into becoming the butt of the joke.

With a heavy sigh, the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family admitted in defeat, "Fine. Apart from that, did the youth pick up anything more?"

"Nothing else. He simply swapped it for an Upper Tier Di Realm martial art per the guidelines, then departed," Mr. Han explained, shaking his head. He omitted mentioning that Wang Yue had snagged another Upper Tier Di Realm martial art post-exchange.

Thus, that brat had also tumbled into the trap of trickery!

A wave of ease washed over the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family. At the same moment, clarity dawned on why the two Zhang family youths had met their bad luck. Evidently, those lads had been duped too, turning the pair of youngsters into further casualties.

Even though the circumstances mirrored their own, the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family harbored zero desire to let that youth off the hook. Besides, he'd gleaned plenty from Mr. Han already.

First off, the youth's pursuit of a Tian Realm martial art meant his cultivation base had to be formidable, reaching at least the Gui Zhen realm.

Second, the young man likely operated without strong support; else, he'd never have succumbed to such a swindle.

This realization brought immense comfort to the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family: Excellent that he's without allies!

His power isn't feeble at any rate. The fellow had merely crippled two Zhang family juniors without ending their lives.

It was plain he weighed the Zhang family's influence carefully. Hence, regardless of his cultivation height, it couldn't stretch too far.

Certainly, he couldn't rival the Zhang family patriarch; otherwise, restraint would prove unnecessary.

"My thanks, Brother Han. I grasp the protocols. If my memory serves, you possess a peak Earth-class secret technique titled 'Mysterious Heaven Finger.' Hand that over in its place. I'll pass on the Wind God Leg. The Zhang family will rush the trade item your way without delay," the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family stated with reluctant acceptance.

Truth be told, the valuables tucked in his spatial ring could easily cover the cost of the Wind God Leg scroll.

However, acting for the clan's benefit, he refused to dip into his personal funds.

Following that, he penned a promissory note, and the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family departed the upper level alongside Zhang Jiancheng.

Within the descending elevator, Zhang Jiancheng finally burst out, inquiring, "Grandpa, why forfeit a Heaven-class martial technique for a mere top-tier Earth-class one? Doesn't that spell a massive setback?"

"What would you know?" the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family retorted.

"Wind God Leg is truly a lower-tier Heaven-class martial technique. Its might rivals even mid- or high-tier Heaven-class ones. But just like 'that certain martial technique,' no practitioner can fully harness its true might."

Had it only concerned the traits of Wind God Leg, Zhang Jiancheng might have stayed puzzled. But the reference to "that certain martial technique" made it click instantly.

After all, that technique enjoyed immense notoriety, familiar to nearly every soul in the martial world.

"So the kid got snared by the same ploy?" Zhang Jiancheng remarked, unable to suppress a smug chuckle. The detail that they too had been ensnared didn't faze him one bit.

In the end, no matter the expense, it drained the Zhang family's coffers, not his own pocket. Plus, given the clan's immense clout, a single deception wouldn't inflict lasting harm.

"Enough of that talk," the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family snapped, irritation bubbling up. Though it wasn't his wealth on the line, he'd still wound up the fool in the tale. No escaping that fact.

As the elevator continued its drop, the Zhang family duo reached out via the clan's private network, relaying the intel from Lingyun Pavilion along with their personal conclusions.

Exiting Lingyun Pavilion, the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family and Zhang Jiancheng intended to head straight back to the family stronghold to plot the youth's capture.

Armed with the knowledge that the man lacked potent backing, their tension had eased considerably from the moment of arrival.

However, mere steps from the entrance, a shadowy form materialized at their side, striking with bolt-like speed. Before any defense could form, Zhang Jiancheng's head flew free from his shoulders, arterial blood erupting from the stump to arc more than ten feet high.

Concurrently, a brutal kick crashed into the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family's face.