After Zhao Sanchong left with profuse thanks, Zhao Xiaobao said with a worried expression, "Young Master, perhaps you should reconsider. Although the Wang family is a cultivation family native to Ganzhou, they are very ruthless. Fifty years ago, the cultivation Chen family was wiped out by the Wang family. Not only did none of their family, old and young, escape, but it almost implicated our Zhao family."
Zhao Sheng waved his hand and calmly said, "No need to consider. Ganzhou is a place with thin spiritual energy, and cultivators are scarce. The Wang family is the only cultivation family in Ganzhou. If I don't go to their family, who else can I go to?"
Zhao Xiaobao listened, wanting to speak but hesitating, and finally did not try to persuade him further.
He knew that once his Young Master made up his mind, no one could change his thoughts.
"Can Young Master really marry a woman from the Wang family? At that time, he must not force it!"
Thinking of his Young Master's way of doing things, Zhao Xiaobao became even more worried.
Zhao Sheng did not know that his loyal servant had no faith in him; he had his own plans.
After three years of secluded hard training, he had elevated the Sea Tide Art to the grand completion realm, possessing thirty years of internal true qi, and his cultivation was no less than any first-rate master in the martial world.
If he added a few martial arts techniques that had returned to their peak, he believed he could handle any martial artist below the innate realm, except for Innate Grandmasters.
This was verified on Zhao Taizhen, the Zhao Family's clan elder, who was at the half-step innate realm.
Zhao Sheng always planned before acting. This trip to Moling City was naturally well-prepared.
The first step of the plan began with a perfumery.
…
Three days later, Zhenxiang Pavilion, an old perfumery in Moling City, quietly changed owners.
Ten days later, Zhenxiang Pavilion launched a new product called perfume.
Unlike traditional powders, perfume did not require dusting; it only needed to be sprayed on the body.
Moreover, it not only had a lasting fragrance but also carried various natural floral scents.
The advent of perfume quickly caused a sensation. All female customers who tried it were enchanted and became loyal fans of the perfume.
However, very few female customers could afford the perfume.
Because it was simply too expensive.
A small bottle cost twenty taels of silver.
The inventor of the perfume was naturally Zhao Sheng. This was a specially prepared ultimate weapon.
No woman doesn't love beauty, and similarly, few women can resist the charm of perfume.
If there was any difference between women of cultivation families and mortal women?
Three words were enough to describe it: "no shortage of money."
Therefore, Zhao Sheng deliberately set the price of the perfume extremely high. His intention was naturally to "filter out" the target individuals.
The Wang family could not be completely isolated from the world; their female members occasionally went out to shop, and Moling City, being closest to Fangyan Valley, was undoubtedly the best place.
Time passed quickly, and a month later.
In an elegantly landscaped courtyard, Zhao Sanchong, the new manager of Zhenxiang Pavilion, was reporting the recent situation to Zhao Sheng.
"Young Master, targets number one and two have recently come to buy perfume for the third time. They both claimed to be surnamed Wang, so your subordinate believes that these two are very likely members of the Wang family."
"Oh, they bought all the perfume again this time?" Zhao Sheng asked with interest.
"Yes, these two women truly treat silver as nothing; they are shockingly generous. Every time they come, they won't leave until they've swept up all the perfume," Zhao Sanchong replied excitedly.
He felt that his Young Master was truly amazing; a simple trick had lured out the women of the Wang family.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng felt the time was right, so he decided to begin the second step of his plan.
He then instructed, "The next time they come, you release the news about the new variety of perfume. Then, do this and that…"
Zhao Sanchong nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, then excitedly accepted the order and left.
Three days later, a luxurious carriage pulled by four tall horses slowly stopped at the entrance of Zhenxiang Pavilion.
When the stern-faced, tall middle-aged coachman lifted the curtain.
Two young girls in their prime stepped out of the carriage. One was dressed in red, with an oval face and delicate features. The other wore a sky-blue ruqun, had a voluptuous figure, and a cold, elegant face.
Upon seeing the two arrive, the female attendants of Zhenxiang Pavilion immediately perked up, for important guests had arrived. A quick-witted one immediately ran to the back to report the news to the manager.
Zhao Sanchong's guess was correct; both women were from the Wang family of Fangyan Valley. The one in red was named Wang Yuyan, and the one in the blue ruqun was named Wang Yuqi. They were half-sisters.
Among the two, Wang Yuyan was in charge. As soon as they entered, Wang Yuyan directly asked to buy perfume.
The female attendants had already received instructions, so they deliberately delayed for a moment.
During this time, Zhao Sanchong had already rushed to the main hall.
Upon seeing the two, he immediately cupped his fists and bowed, saying, "Honored guests, I am the manager of Zhenxiang Pavilion. I am truly sorry! Our store's perfume has just sold out and is temporarily out of stock."
Wang Yuqi had a quick temper. Upon hearing this, her eyebrows immediately shot up, and she snapped, "Manager, we are not short on silver, so don't try to fool me. Is the perfume really sold out?"
Zhao Sanchong swore, "Absolutely true! I, Zhao, dare to swear to heaven that the perfume is truly gone. However…"
"However what?" Wang Yuqi immediately interjected.
Zhao Sanchong deliberately hesitated for a while, until the two were almost impatient enough to urge him, before he hesitantly said, "Our small shop actually has a unique perfume in the world. It's just that it is not for sale."
"Not for sale?"
Wang Yuyan sneered, saying, "There is no such thing as 'not for sale' in this world, only whether there is enough silver. Coincidentally, what we two lack least is silver. Manager, name your price!"
Zhao Sanchong's face instantly turned into a bitter gourd upon hearing this, and he repeatedly bowed with cupped fists, pleading, "Miss, you have wronged this old man. My Young Master has repeatedly and solemnly reminded me that that kind of perfume is only given to those with affinity and cannot be put up for sale."
A woman's curiosity is sometimes greater than a cat's.
As soon as Zhao Sanchong said this, Wang Yuqi's curiosity piqued, and she immediately asked, "Who is your Young Master? Why would he say that?"
Zhao Sanchong said with a proud expression, "My Young Master comes from the Zhao family of Nanyang. He is not only exceptionally intelligent but also skilled in both scholarly and martial arts, truly a heaven-sent genius."
Wang Yuyan did not care about Zhao Sanchong's words. What if the Young Master he spoke of was a heaven-sent genius? He was merely a mortal, how could he compare to a cultivator?
Wang Yuyan inquired, "Your Young Master said the perfume is only given to those with affinity. Then, do you think we two resemble those with affinity?"
Zhao Sanchong was overjoyed upon hearing this, but he quickly suppressed his excitement and pretended to be troubled, saying, "Honored guests are making it difficult for this old man. How would I know who the Young Master means by 'those with affinity'?"
"Hmph, playing mysterious! Where is your Young Master? Take us to see him immediately." Wang Yuqi, being inexperienced, eagerly fell into the trap out of impatience.