Chapter 22.3 - Fake

The two continued to wait in the room until the manager returned. Several employees followed behind him, each carrying an item protected by a display case. Li XinWen stood up and began to look at every single one of them.

"Young Master, these are the products that had just arrived, they are all suited for elder women. For example, this bracelet here," the manager pointed at a bracelet. "This bracelet came from G country and was made from the best materials. It is very sturdy, and the big stone you see here is cut from a diamond!"

"And this one here is a piece of jewelry from A country. Have you heard of Angelico? It's a new jewelry designer from A country that has recently won an award and this is precisely her work! There is only one in the whole world, so if you buy this, no one else will have what your mother has!"

"And also, this..."

As the manager continued to explain each product, Li XinWen decidedly ignored him and used his own spiritual energy to evaluate each product. It was hard for him to ignore this habit as a cultivator. Of course, his luck can't always be good so using his spiritual energy to feel out the items was essential. Even so, none of the items he examined resonated with his spiritual energy.

"I'll just choose this," Li XinWen said, as he picked up the display case containing a jade bracelet. "How much is it?" Li XinWen asked the manager.

"Err... Young Master, are you sure that's all you want?" the manager asked as he glanced at Xue Rui.

"If not this, then which one? Those other tacky accessories?" Li XinWen asked not exactly expecting an answer and the manager became speechless. The poor manager couldn't believe that there would be a day in his entire career when someone would describe an award-winning design as tacky.

"I understand. The jade bracelet you chose is also not bad. It was said that--"

"Price. That is all I am asking from you. Nothing more," Li XinWen said and the manager ended up sighing.

"180,000 yuan," the manager advised.

'Why is it so expensive?!' Li XinWen wondered in surprise as he tried to inspect the bracelet once again with his spiritual energy, only to come up with nothing. It seems that the manager also noticed Li XinWen's expression and decided to explain the nature of the jade properly.

"This Young Master, this kind of price for this jade is normal. After all, the renowned Monk Bingwen blessed this jade, so even though the jade's quality is not pure, considering Monk Bingwen's reputation, this price is normal," the manager explained.

"Who is this Monk Bingwen?" Li XinWen couldn't help asking. He saw the flabbergasted expression on the manager's face and felt that he had just asked something stupid. "Actually, never mind. I'll pay for it," Li XinWen finally said and the manager finally felt relieved. Li XinWen handed his card over to the manager for him to process the transaction before he went back to his seat. The rest of the employees left with the manager and Li XinWen turned to Xue Rui.

"So, who is this monk?" Li XinWen asked the other man.

Xue Rui who knew that Li XinWen has partial amnesia patiently explained who Monk Bingwen was. Apparently, Monk Bingwen was a well-known monk in Huaxia. Almost all of the elite families would come looking for him to match-make their son or daughter. His prediction has never been wrong and everyone thought that he had divine knowledge. Unfortunately, Monk Bingwen was always hard to meet because he was always in closed-door cultivation. Which was why anything related to him tended to be expensive.

When Li XinWen heard this, he couldn't help but frown. According to Xue Rui, this monk should be a cultivator and yet, Li XinWen didn't feel any energy fluctuation from the jade presumed to have been blessed by this monk. 'Either the monk is fake, or the jade is fake. But since this shop is a place that Xue Rui frequents and he has an eye to discern authentic goods, the latter seems to be impossible. So that only leaves the fact that the monk is fake. Oh well, it doesn't matter. Our paths are different so we won't meet.'