Chapter 6.3 Seven Hundred Word Self-Introduction (Extra)

I went straight into the room and looked at the man who had his head bowed. He was wearing a big robe that looked like a Tibetan robe but wasn’t. He had a huge string of beads in his hand and was looking down at an old phone. When he saw me coming in, he looked up at me in surprise before turning to Black Glasses and asking, “Have you dug out the concrete block?”

Fatty smiled and looked at me. I nodded to the man and asked Black Glasses to introduce me. “This is an expert,” Black Glasses said. “Fat Master, the fat king of Panjiayuan Antique Market. And this is—”

“The Wu family’s Little Master Three.” Fatty interrupted him as he sat down opposite the man, “Surely you’ve heard of him.”

The man in the big robe tapped his cell phone and then looked up at me. I saw that his face was unshaven, and the skin underneath all the dirt looked white.

My name had obviously surprised him a little, but he didn’t act like the people I used to see who would jump up and ask me to scan the QR codes on their phones. His eyes lit up for a moment, but I could tell that he didn’t immediately believe it.

“Don’t believe me?” Fatty was dissatisfied with his reaction and added, “Wu Xie, the third master of the Wu family. Lived by the West Lake—”

The big robe nodded to me slightly and Black Glasses said, “Expert, some of my friends have heard about your affairs and came to visit you specially. You can tell them what’s going on with that tomb. They’re old hands in this business and there’s no one better than them.”

“Wu Xie, didn’t you wash your hands of this business?” The big robe asked slowly. “Is there anything else you want? You don’t need anything, right?”

I carefully observed him. I couldn’t see how long his fingers were based on how he was holding them and I couldn’t see too many traces of the Zhang family. I didn’t know if he was lying. The value of the Zhangs in this business had gone up ever since my legend had spread, after all.

“If I tell you about the tomb, you’ll have to go. Otherwise, I won’t say anything.” Big robe looked at Black Glasses, obviously a little unhappy.

Black Glasses didn’t care at all and took a seat nearby. Su Wan handed him some tea that was good for improving eyesight and he took a sip, “You guys, don’t pretend to be badasses. Expert, tell us who you are first. We need to be friendly before we do anything.”

The big robe looked at me and nodded, “You haven’t seen me. My last name is Zhang. Others call me Little Brother Zhang.”

I felt a jolt and looked at the man again, carefully examining his face. My sudden change in behavior startled him and he pulled back. “Do you know me?”

I looked at him, trying to see through the beard and dirt on his face. I suddenly discovered that I really felt as if I knew him.

“Did you go search for a Bimo before?” I asked.

His face changed drastically, “You!”

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And Little Brother Zhang?! Is it our birthday?! ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡ If you all don’t remember, the Bimo was the person they were looking for in the Snake Ancestor Extra (Extra 2). I was too lazy to make a TN note, but the Bimo is a shaman performing sacred rituals for China’s Yi ethnic minority.