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

The Third Patriarch of the Zhang family sought details on the items that individual had traded simply to gauge a broad sense of his origins. In the end, the types of goods someone acquires or trades often reveal their position in society.

For instance, look at martial arts. A practitioner in the Gui Zhen realm probably wouldn't pick up techniques from the Yellow or Lower Xuan levels. They also seldom go for those in the Upper Xuan or Supreme Xuan categories.

In the same way, someone under the Gui Zhen realm wouldn't opt for martial arts beyond the Di realm, since they couldn't possibly cultivate them even if obtained.

Yet, with Mr. Han's refusal, they found themselves unsure of the next move.

Though Zhang Jiancheng lacked profound insight, he was sharp enough. His gaze shifted as he suggested, "We could just acquire the exact same things that person traded to your honorable establishment or got from it. That wouldn't cause any issues, would it?"

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

The Third Patriarch of the Zhang family quickly added, "We're not asking Brother Han to bend any regulations. Purchasing items here ought to be fine, no? Or is Brother Han unwilling to extend even this minor favor to us?"

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

"Absolutely. Our Zhang family may not be endlessly rich, but whatever an obscure youth can manage should be well within our reach," Zhang Jiancheng declared with pride.

Mr. Han stayed quiet, fixing his gaze on the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family. With the elder there, Zhang Jiancheng's opinion held no weight.

The Third Patriarch gave a nod and affirmed, "What's the holdup? Let Brother Han see it. Do you truly believe the Zhang family lacks the funds?"

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

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

Any cultivator capable of wielding a Tian Realm martial art had to be no less than a formidable expert in the Die Fan realm.

Yet that youth looked barely past his twenties.

Was it possible he was actually an ancient fiend keeping up a youthful facade on purpose?

But given his striking looks, why bother preserving such youth?

The Third Patriarch of the Zhang family's face twisted in bewilderment. Zhang Jiancheng might be clueless about Wind God Leg, but the elder knew it inside out.

Years ago, the discovery of the incomplete Wind God Leg scroll had sparked major uproar. Still, its advanced nature drew interest only from elite powers, so it never gained the fame of "that one martial art."

Yet both proved equally pointless. Following that event, anyone attempting to claim that martial art instantly drew mockery.

Who could've imagined he'd end up as the butt of the joke today?

With a heavy sigh, the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family said in resignation, "Fine. Apart from that, did the youth acquire 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 how Wang Yue had picked up yet another Upper Tier Di Realm martial art post-exchange.

Thus, that brat had gotten duped too!

A wave of ease washed over the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family. At the same moment, it dawned on him why the two Zhang youths had met their bad luck. Evidently, those lads had been fooled, and now his own kin had joined the ranks of the swindled.

Even though the plights mirrored each other, the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family harbored no thoughts of letting that youth off. Besides, he'd gleaned plenty from Mr. Han already.

For one, the youth's pursuit of a Tian Realm martial art meant his strength was formidable, reaching at least the Gui Zhen realm.

For another, the youth likely lacked strong support; else, he wouldn't have tumbled into such a trap.

This realization brought immense comfort to the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family: Excellent, no powerful allies!

His power wasn't feeble at least. The man had merely crippled two Zhang family juniors without ending their lives.

Evidently, he weighed the Zhang family's influence carefully. Hence, regardless of his prowess, it had clear bounds.

He certainly couldn't rival the Zhang family patriarch; otherwise, no restraint would be needed.

"My thanks, Brother Han. I grasp the protocols. If I'm not mistaken, there's a top-tier Earth-class technique known as 'Mysterious Heaven Finger.' I'll take that in exchange. Forget the Wind God Leg. The Zhang family will rush the traded goods to you soon," the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family stated with a defeated air.

Truth be told, the valuables in his spatial ring could easily cover the Wind God Leg's cost.

But for the clan's benefit, he refused to dip into his personal stash.

Following that, he penned an IOU, and the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family departed the upper level alongside Zhang Jiancheng.

In the elevator, Zhang Jiancheng finally burst out, "Grandpa, why swap a Heaven-class skill for a mere top-tier Earth-class one? That's a massive setback, isn't it?"

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

"Wind God Leg is truly a lower-tier Heaven-class martial technique, boasting might rivaling mid- or upper-tier Heaven-class ones. However, much like 'that infamous martial technique,' nobody can fully harness its might."

Had it only concerned Wind God Leg's traits, Zhang Jiancheng might've remained puzzled. But the reference to "that infamous martial technique" made it click instantly.

After all, that technique enjoyed notorious renown, 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. He brushed off how they'd been caught in it too.

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

"Enough of that," the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family snapped, irritation rising. Though it wasn't his funds wasted, he'd still come off as the fool. No escaping that embarrassment.

As the elevator dropped, the Zhang clansmen reached out via the family's internal network, relaying the intel from Lingyun Pavilion along with their conclusions.

Once outside Lingyun Pavilion, the Third Patriarch of the Zhang family and Zhang Jiancheng intended to head straight back to clan headquarters to plot the youth's capture.

Knowing now that the man had no major support eased their tensions far more than upon arrival.

But mere steps later, a shadow flashed at their side, striking with blinding speed. Before they could respond, Zhang Jiancheng's head flew free, blood erupting from his neck to soar over ten feet high.

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