Chapter 213: Holding a Lantern in a Latrine

　　Inside the pawnshop.

　　As soon as Bingbing left, Liu Fugui and Hu Zi gathered around Lu Fei, their four eyes wide open.

　　"Boss, boss, what exactly happened to Bingbing's face?"

　　"Did she mess up her plastic surgery?"

　　"Are you curious? Do you really want to know?" Lu Fei looked at them with a smile.

　　"Yes! Yes!"

　　The two nodded vigorously, their faces full of gossip.

　　"If you're curious, go and ask yourself." Lu Fei turned around and sat behind the counter, leisurely sipping his tea.

　　The faces of the two instantly fell.

　　"Boss, we're all one of our own, no need to keep secrets, right?" Hu Zi ran over and started massaging Lu Fei's shoulders.

　　"Exactly! My mouth is the tightest. No matter what I see or hear, I guarantee I won't say a word!" Liu Fugui chimed in from the side.

　　"It's not that I'm keeping it a secret, but rather that I can't describe it."

　　Lu Fei waved his hand and put down the teacup.

　　"Liu Fugui, in the future, don't bring people like Feng Jie to Sinisterium Pawnshop anymore."

　　"Before she came, she gave me her word, and I thought she was really sincere. Who knew she would dare to put on airs at Sinisterium Pawnshop!" Liu Fugui said regretfully.

　　"That's not the point. The point is that the items from Sinisterium Pawnshop are for personal use only," Lu Fei said sternly, "If she gives them away to others or resells them, and ends up hurting someone, what will happen to the reputation of Sinisterium Pawnshop?"

　　"This time I was careless, I will definitely be more careful in the future! There will never be a next time!" Liu Fugui quickly assured, breaking out in a cold sweat.

　　Lu Fei is usually very amiable and easy to talk to, but once he gets serious, there is no room for compromise.

　　If he can't get his act together, he won't be able to rely on Sinisterium Pawnshop in the future.

　　"I was just asking casually last time, not rushing you. Finding an owner for an evil object also depends on fate. Take your time." Seeing that he understood, Lu Fei did not say more.

　　After these guests left, Sinisterium Pawnshop returned to its usual tranquility.

　　Lu Fei called Jing Jian, but he still didn't pick up.

　　"I wonder how this guy is doing?" Lu Fei was a bit worried, but not knowing where Jing Jian lived, he sent him a few messages and waited with patience.

　　With nothing much to do recently, he took out the ledger and the records of the evil objects, and organized them.

　　In another half month, another pawned evil object will be due for redemption.

　　It was a pale finger bone, and the information on the pawn ticket was very vague, so it was unclear who had pawned it there.

　　"Will someone come to redeem this finger bone?"

　　Lu Fei felt that this finger bone was also not simple, and if no one came to redeem it, he could keep it for himself just like the Yellow Springs Umbrella.

　　Thinking of the Yellow Springs Umbrella, Lu Fei's mood improved greatly.

　　At Fuxian Lake, his blood from the tip of his tongue accidentally dripped onto the surface of the umbrella, seemingly forming some kind of connection with the black umbrella.

　　It was like a life-bound magical artifact; they prospered together and suffered together.

　　That's why the black umbrella came to save him when his life was in grave danger.

　　This meant that from now on, he had an additional treasure that could protect his life at critical moments.

　　Moreover, as his magical power increased, his control over the black umbrella would also become stronger, and one day he would be able to fully unleash its greatest potential.

　　Grandpa really collected some good treasures!

　　"I also want to be like Grandpa and collect more useful evil objects! It's not just about quantity, but quality too!" Lu Fei thought, feeling very pleased.

　　"Boss."

　　At this moment, Hu Zi returned with the packed meals.

　　"These past few days, I've been seeing two people lurking around outside."

　　"Who are they?" Lu Fei put away the black umbrella and got ready to eat.

　　The small black dog was wagging its tail vigorously beside them, hoping its owner would share some of the food.

　　"They look like a couple, dressed quite ordinarily. They keep staring at our pawnshop but don't come in. I don't know what they're up to," Hu Zi frowned.

　　"They just stand outside and look, but don't come in?" Lu Fei also found it strange. He walked to the window and looked out, indeed seeing two figures at the corner of the street.

　　"Yes, I found it strange too. When I tried to approach them, they panicked and ran off as if they were thieves. I think they must be up to no good! Could it be that they saw we have a lot of valuables and want to steal something?"

　　"Come to Sinisterium Pawnshop to steal?" Lu Fei found it amusing.

　　Isn't that the same as holding a lantern in a latrine?

　　"Keep an eye on them for now. No matter what they're planning, they will eventually slip up," Lu Fei said calmly.

　　"Alright!"

　　From then on, Hu Zi was on high alert every day, always on his guard.

　　When Lu Fei went out, he also saw the couple.

　　Their concealment skills were really poor; they had no trace of a cultivator's aura and were just two ordinary people.

　　Based on their clothing, they even looked quite impoverished.

　　Sometimes both of them would watch the Sinisterium Pawnshop together, and sometimes it was just one of them.

　　Neither of them had shifty looks; instead, they appeared to be people with hard lives. With such poor hiding skills, they couldn't be thieves either.

　　Not cultivators, not thieves, what did they want by keeping an eye on the Sinisterium Pawnshop?

　　To buy something?

　　If they wanted to buy something, why didn't they just come in?

　　Lu Fei grew increasingly curious, but he remained calm and observed them without revealing his thoughts.

　　However, before the couple came, Zhou Yuyang was discharged from the hospital first.

　　Although Zhou Yuyang had already removed the bandages, his leg was still a bit lame. He arrived at Lu Fei's place with lots of bags to express his gratitude.

　　"Mr. Zhou, you are too polite. Bringing so many things when your injury hasn't fully healed!"

　　Liu Fugui helped him carry a lot of the items and supported him as well.

　　"I owe my life to Manager Lu. These things are nothing. I have some good news for Manager Lu."

　　Zhou Yuyang limped a little, but he was in high spirits, with bright eyes and a healthy complexion.

　　The two of them walked into Sinisterium Pawnshop, smiling.

　　This scene was noticed by the couple.

　　"Mr. Zhou, please sit down. You should have told us earlier about your discharge. We would have gone to the hospital to pick you up."

　　"What's the trouble, Manager Lu? Thanks to you, my business has started to improve."

　　Zhou Yuyang wore a smile on his face. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he took out a piece of red paper with his birth date and time written on it.

　　"I thought about it, and I still want to ask Manager Lu to handle this for me."

　　"Why?" Lu Fei looked at him.

　　"Anyway, I'm not dead, and I don't want to take things to the point where one of us has to die. Wang Meiyun's boyfriend was arrested for selling counterfeit goods. He will receive the punishment he deserves; why should I dirty my own hands?"

　　"Mr. Zhou, have you thought this through? This is your only chance for revenge."

　　"I am not like them, I can't kill someone without any qualms. Although it's a bad thing, at least it has made me see many things clearly. Ding Xiaoying has already moved away... Now, I just want to put an end to this matter and start afresh."

　　Zhou Yuyang laughed self-deprecatingly.

　　"Alright!"

　　Lu Fei, on the contrary, had some admiration for him. He had Hu Zi pour him a glass of water, and then he threw the fragment of the red paper into it.

　　Soon, the writing above became blurred.