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"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely find out the murderer who killed you back then, bring him to you with my own hands, and apologize to you."

Xiao Yifeng spoke word by word, his voice was sonorous and powerful, with the intention of endless killing, his fists were creaking and creaking.

"There is also that family. I will take back the shame they brought to our mother and son one by one. I will take your mother's spiritual throne and return to that family in a dignified way, and let that woman kneel down to make amends for you, and pay for it." There is a price!"

Every word of Xiao Yifeng seemed extremely heavy and firm, with a strong sense of commitment.

In Yanjing, somewhere in a pavilion with a beautiful environment, a gorgeously dressed, elegant, and noble lady was sitting here. Suddenly, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground, and it shattered with a click.

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?"

Standing behind this lady was a woman in her thirties, with a startled expression, she quickly spoke.

"I suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen." The lady frowned slightly, her eyes flickering.

"How could it be? Ma'am, you probably didn't sleep well, think too much." The woman said with a smile.

"Perhaps..." the lady said lightly, with a strange look in her eyes.

Kneeling on the cemetery for more than an hour, Xiao Yifeng slowly got up, looked at his mother's grave, bowed deeply, and said: "Mother, I know you always miss father in your heart, I promise you, Whether he lives or dies, I will investigate thoroughly."

After saying this, Xiao Yifeng turned around and left here.

After saying goodbye to Fang's family, Xiao Yifeng did not return to the company, but drove around Tianhai City in his car, frowning in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Antique Street!"

Xiao Yifeng's eyes saw a huge signboard in the distance, which said Antique Street, and with a fixed gaze, he directly parked the car here and walked in.

Walking into the antique street, Xiao Yifeng saw that the street was full of shops and stalls, all selling various antiques.

Of course, there are genuine ones among these antiques, as well as fake ones, it depends on the buyer's own eyesight, but this antique street is very lively, with a lot of traffic.

Xiao Yifeng opened his clairvoyant eyes while walking, wanting to see if he could find any treasures, or spirit stones containing spiritual energy, which would help his cultivation.

As he was walking, Xiao Yifeng suddenly stopped, his eyes swept to a booth next to him, and a blue light flashed in his eyes.

"Sir, take a look. I have priceless antiques here. These are all inherited from our family. They are absolutely genuine."

Seeing Xiao Yifeng approaching, the owner of the booth immediately sold the goods enthusiastically.

There are some porcelain cups and the like on this booth.

At first glance, they were fakes, and they were used to deceive some ignorant people. Xiao Yifeng would naturally not be interested in these things.

His gaze was on a black token at the corner of the booth. This token was completely black, with strange and mysterious patterns engraved on it. It looked very ordinary and would not attract the attention of others at all.

"How do you sell this thing?" Xiao Yifeng directly picked up the black token, looked at the stall owner and said directly.

"This..."

Seeing Xiao Yifeng holding the black token in his hand, the enthusiasm on the stall owner's face disappeared immediately, and he lost all interest. Obviously, the token was not worth much to him.

"Sir, this token is not worth much. Why don't you look at other things. This porcelain cup was used by the emperor of the Song Dynasty. It is absolutely priceless."

"Excuse me, I only need this thing, let's make a price." Xiao Yifeng said lightly while holding the token.

"Since you want it, sir, let it be one thousand yuan." The stall owner looked at Xiao Yifeng and made a price.

The corner of Xiao Yifeng's mouth raised a playful smile and looked at the other party: "You're playing me like a monkey, right? If that's the case, I don't want it anymore."

"Sir, wait a minute, wait a minute, how about a hundred like this?" the stall owner said quickly.

"Fifty, don't look for it."

Xiao Yifeng threw down the fifty yuan and took the token and left directly. The stall owner was not angry at all, and put away the fifty yuan. In his eyes, the black token was worthless at all. The fifty yuan It's a waste of money.

It's just that not long after Xiao Yifeng left, a group of men in black shirts appeared in front of the stall. Looking at these people, the face of the stall owner suddenly changed.

"Everyone...what's the matter?"

The leading man with a deep face and a cold aura all over his body swept his eyes towards the booth, his face froze, he looked directly at a young man beside him and said, "Didn't you say that thing is here?"

The young man also looked at the booth, and his expression changed immediately.

"I clearly saw a black token here before, why is it gone?"

The young man spoke in a trembling voice, looked at the stall owner suddenly, grabbed him by the collar, and said in a deep voice: "Didn't you have a black token here before at your stall? Why isn't there now?" gone?"

"I...I..." The stall owner's face was pale, his voice was trembling, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

"If you don't say anything, I'll kill you." The young man shouted with a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"I said, I said."

The stall owner was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and said in a stammering voice: "Just now...someone bought...that token."

Hearing the stall owner's words, both the expressions of the young man and the dark-faced man changed, and the latter said directly: "Who bought it, please tell me in detail."

After listening to the stall owner's words, the middle-aged man with a deep face glanced at him and said, "Find that person, and I'll give you 100,000."

"Ten... ten thousand..." The stall owner froze for a moment, his eyes widened, his face full of astonishment.

Somewhere in the Antique Street, Xiao Yifeng looked at the black token in his hand while walking, the lines on it were weird and mysterious, but it looked very ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary.

But under Xiao Yifeng's clairvoyant eyes, he felt a wave of energy from the token. This energy was very strange, but it really existed.

This token does not look ordinary, but Xiao Yifeng studied it carefully, but he couldn't see the mystery in it, and although Xiao Yifeng could perceive a strange energy contained in this token, he couldn't see it. Through the inside of this token, it seems that this token has some kind of restriction, even Xiao Yifeng's see-through eyes can block it.