Chapter 65: Don’t Even Think About Causing Trouble!-After Leaving the Mountain, My True Identity Was Exposed by My Senior Sister!(A Cool Scene upon the Desert)

"Such a golden opportunity—I'm afraid Shi Jin won't let it slip so easily," Tang Sheng thought to himself, furrowing his brow in silence.

As expected, barely had this thought crossed his mind when Shi Jin slapped his thigh and laughed, "Who says a security chief can't produce an extraordinary figure? If you ask me, Master Ye here is quite the expert!"

"Master Ye, don't mind their nonsense. Go ahead—show us your skills!" As he spoke, his face barely concealed its mocking sneer, and Li Chang Gong beside him looked thoroughly exasperated.

Especially Boss Zhang, who had recognized Ye Fei—his heart was filled with cold laughter. How could he not know who Ye Fei was? On the contrary, he knew all too well! Back at the grand auction organized by the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce, he had been among the attendees. This young man had put on such airs then—now, the perfect occasion had arrived to knock him down a peg. If he revealed Ye Fei's background, not only would he embarrass him in public, but Li Chang Gong would likely never look at him the same way again.

Faced with the crowd's disdain and derision, Ye Fei simply gazed at Shi Jin, a smile hovering on his lips.

"Are you certain you want me to authenticate this imperial robe?"

"What, do you actually dare to take a look?" Shi Jin replied, half-smiling, eyes locked on Ye Fei. He was merely using this fool as a pawn to embarrass Li Chang Gong. Everyone present was a figure of influence in Jiangnan Province—how could Ye Fei have a say here? He hadn't expected the young man to step forward so boldly.

"Go ahead then, show us your appraisal," Shi Jin urged. "If you can prove our Master Xu wrong, I'll owe you a debt of gratitude—ha ha ha!"

His tone was that of someone waiting for a spectacle, already plotting how best to ridicule Li Chang Gong.

Master Xu, hearing this, squinted at Ye Fei and shook his head in contempt. "That Hong fellow earlier at least had some skill, but this fool is just an ordinary man. Even if the imperial robe were laid before him, he couldn't tell what era it came from."

Ye Fei paid them no mind, instead rising from his seat to pace with hands clasped behind his back. "There is indeed some fortune within this imperial robe. If worn, the body would be subtly nourished, strengthening and invigorating—none of that is a problem."

"Nonsense," Master Xu scoffed, "You might as well have said nothing at all."

The others, hearing Ye Fei's confident yet vague pronouncements, exchanged glances and shook their heads in secret. It seemed this young man was nothing more than a run-of-the-mill security captain.

He had no real ability.

"So, you believe this imperial robe is genuine?" Li Chang Gong's eyes flickered as he pressed forward, barely able to contain his impatience. Despite his annoyance at Ye Fei's true identity, in this courtyard, they were allies and had to speak in unison.

"I suppose you could call it genuine, but..." Ye Fei suddenly turned to Shi Jin and the others.

"But what?"

"But, to be honest, this imperial robe is already at its limits—it won't last much longer." Ye Fei pointed to the lower sleeves of the garment. "Look, the surface patterns are intact, but the threads beneath are chaotic. Clearly, a skilled hand attempted to mend it later on. In other words, this item has already been worn."

His words sent a shockwave through the room.

Everyone stood up to inspect the robe closely, and sure enough, they saw a web of tangled stitches, twisting in ways that contradicted its otherwise meticulous surface.

"What?!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"I've never used this robe since I acquired it!" Boss Zhang's face changed drastically; he slammed the table and stood.

Master Xu's eyes widened with rage. "You ignorant boy, you know nothing—stop spouting lies!"

He could no longer maintain his composure, glaring at Ye Fei with fear that the crowd might believe him.

After all, this imperial robe was a setup orchestrated by him and Boss Zhang, intended to fleece money from the assembled guests. The robe was genuine, but without decades of experience, no one could spot the flaws. Yet this young captain had identified the issue at a glance from the texture of the threads! If no one had brought it up, they might have gotten away with it. But now, their scheme was ruined.

"Boss Zhang, what is the meaning of this?" Tang Sheng, reading their overblown reactions, frowned, his years of dealing with people making him wary. Shi Jin's expression shifted as well; he knew some of the background, but Master Xu and Boss Zhang's responses were far too telling—a clear sign of guilt.

The others sensed something amiss, casting suspicious glances at the trio.

"Must I spell it out?" Ye Fei let out a cold chuckle. "Obviously Boss Zhang, Master Xu, and Mr. Shi here have conspired to set a trap, hoping to lure you wealthy fools into biting the bait!"

He had felt something was off from the start. They called it an antique appreciation gathering, yet only a handful of people attended, and the sole artifact was a so-called fortune-laden imperial robe—a scenario that reeked of a scam. Moreover, Master Xu's earlier "magic performance" cemented Ye Fei's suspicions.

In other words, not only Li Chang Gong, but every single wealthy guest in this room had fallen into their trap. The scheme was simple: use a worn, patched imperial robe to deceive the rich, with the ultimate goal of lining their own pockets.

"Shi Jin, how dare you set us up like this?"

"You're bold indeed!"

No sooner had Ye Fei finished than Li Chang Gong leapt to his feet, eyes blazing with fury.

The other tycoons also realized the deception, and their attitudes toward the trio changed instantly.

Boss Zhang broke into a cold sweat, trembling and speechless as he realized how incriminating his reaction had been.

Shi Jin's face darkened, and he instinctively turned to Master Xu—the true mastermind behind the plot.

Master Xu was now livid, glaring at Ye Fei with murderous intent, wishing he could strangle him on the spot. This was a carefully laid plan, painstakingly constructed, and now it had been exposed by this young upstart? With this imperial robe, they could have extorted at least fifty million from these wealthy guests, but Ye Fei had destroyed their scheme with a single sentence—how could he not hate him?

"Boy, where did you come from, daring to wreck my plans?" Master Xu growled through clenched teeth, his aura growing colder by the second.

"What, do you intend to get physical?" Ye Fei replied without fear, watching Master Xu with amused interest. A charlatan with a few cheap tricks—Ye Fei paid him no mind.

"Xu, Zhang, and Shi—you three owe us an explanation! Don't think you can run wild here!" Tang Sheng slammed the table, beard bristling in anger, clearly incensed.