Reincarnation of Modern Ninja
Stone and Antiques

Sure enough after Allen expelled the Young Master, a stronger figure came and confronted him. The Old Man was a Tier 6 Warrior but weaker than Chris.

"Young man, you are arrogant enough to direct killing intent on our Young Master." The old man stared intently at Allen.

Instead of being afraid, Allen replied casually. "What's the matter, he used to bully my close friends."

Their two eyes looked at each other, Killing Intent colliding with each other. The Old Man could not gauge the opponent's strength, but Allen could clearly see that the Old Man was simply bluffing.

"Your inner wounds will not heal. Looks like our handsome Young Master will soon lose his protector." Allen turned his gaze toward the Young Master of the Bishop Family.

Protector Rega does look tough but his body has reached the limit. Fate prevents him from growing stronger, it is unfortunate that Old Man will die in 3 months.

"Your mouth is very sharp, young man. I see you're pretty good at judging antiques, what if we compare knowledge?"

The guardian of the Rega Bishop also had to save strength, in order to see the Rega Bishop longer. No one knows the reason, but surely the Old Man loved Rega very much.

Allen smiled widely and extended his right hand. "Of course" he answered confidently.

Protector Rega shook his hand, Allen had yet to lose his smile. After that they headed for an antique stone room.

"For starters let's compare our knowledge in the field of Antique Stones." Protector Rega offers a challenge.

"It doesn't matter, because you chose it. Please take it first." Allen let Protector Rega take it first.

"Don't regret it, boy."

Even though Allen had been polite but what he got was still harsh words.

Protector Rega chose the Antique Stone long enough, he had not participated in the Stone Gambling for a long time. After 10 minutes he finally got what he wanted.

"It's your turn now."

Allen immediately walked forward and picked up the stone under the foot of the table. "I took this," he said, raising his choice.

The stonecutter began to do his work, he immediately split the Antique Stone of choice Protector Rega.

"Green Jade. 500 thousand." Stone Cutters were a little excited as they began to have trouble finding the Green Jade.

Allen then gave the fist-sized stone to the Stone Splitter. "Just cut it in half, there's no need to hesitate."

"Boss, if the stone is split he'll reduce its value." The Stone Clevers are a little worried.

"It's okay, I'll also buy it at a normal price." Allen casually said it. Fortunately he had already paid for the Stone he had found. So the stone automatically became his.

The Stone Splitter was on duty immediately, he obeyed Allen's words. But the stone cutting disc stopped in the middle.

"Surprisingly, why stop. The stone is small." Stone Cutter confusion.

Allen approached and asked for the stone. "It's not hard, look."

His two hands twisted the stone and made it split into two. The Red Blood color is seen in the middle of the stone.

"Green Red Jade. 5 million." Stonecutters honestly say it. Yet he did not know the true value of that Green Red Jade.

"I won, Old Man. Where are we going now?" asked Allen confidently.

An irritated and bored Rega Bishop begins to rebel and kick the unknown.

A loud protest from the visitor, one of the ordinary men wanted to hit him. But Protector Raga stopped his opponent's hand.

"That's it, just forgive our Young Master. Don't make trouble for your family."

When all was in a fuss, Allen immediately inserted the Red Green Jade into the Storage Ring.

"Well match two let's find Antiques." Allen stopped their quarrel. He patted the shoulder of the ordinary man.

Protector Rega frowned. "I guess we're on the same side, like we're not."

"I was friends with Chris from the beginning. So don't talk and what Rega's doing is gone."

"Master, please forgive my Young Master." Protector Rega apologized for avoiding unimportant trouble.

After all, Allen and Protector Rega looked for Antiques that had high selling points.

Allen to the left while his opponent to the right. A while searching for Allen found a very beautiful painting. However he could sense that the painting was just an imitation or a fake.

"Uncle, selling counterfeit goods can be subject to fines or even imprisonment. How much is the original?" allen asked as he pointed at the painting at the end of the room.

"Only that stuff is in the store. I don't know which is real and which is fake." The seller tries to evade.

Allen smiled kindly. "Alright, then I want the scroll." His index finger pointed at a scroll covered in a dirty cloth.

The seller seemed to panic, he did not expect his customers this time very observant. You can even find real items in a pile of fake items.

"I bought it, it cost 10 grand, right." Allen handed over 10 thousand rupiah and took the Original Painting.

After successfully getting the desired, Allen returned to the appraisal spot. He saw Protector Rega carrying some unique objects.

"Because you came first, please convey the greatness of your stuff." Allen let his opponent.

Yet Protector Rega shook his head. "Like the previous deal, you start first."

Rega Bishop looked bored and started wanting to get around. But his hand was immediately grabbed and stopped by his protector.

"Young Master, you can't wander around."

"Yes, Yes, Yes. I'm gonna be home in an hour."

Allen could only smile seeing Rega so spoiled. If only he could have been that pampered to his parents back then. And not leave the village.

"Forget it, it's all over." Allen stopped the negative thoughts that almost attacked him.

"Alright, introduce. A View Mount Megamendung Raden Salah's." Allen unrolled it without a fancy frame.

Everyone laughed out loud, those who did not understand immediately berated the stupid Allen. Yet those who knew what art was instantly raised their hands.

"May I check it?" asked the Old Man who was wearing round glasses and a gold chain went into his pocket.

The look was very neat, Allen could make sure the person in front of him was not an ordinary old man.

"Of course, you look very competent in this field." Allen handed me a painting paper roll.

The Old Man immediately looked up at all the scratches of his painting very similar to the real one. "Son, do you really think this is genuine?" ask the Old Man.

"No doubt, it's Original Painting. If you don't believe me you can take him to the research center." Allen was full of confidence.

The old man shook his head. "This painting is very good, but the original painting is in England. So I made sure this painting was fake. But let me pay it at a fair price."

Allen kept a friendly smile. "Why do you conclude that way. Should I express your intention of buying a Fake Painting, Mr Moris Muller?"

Everyone who was not interested suddenly came, they heard the name of Moris Muller who was famous for being rich in City A. His wealth ranks number 3 as the richest individual.

Moris Muller smiled kindly. "So you knew me from the beginning?"

"No, I'm just guessing. Who would have thought it was true." Allen shrugged both of his shoulders.

"Interesting, are you trying to threaten me?" ask Moris Muller.

"No, much. Make me win this game." Allen expressed his purpose and purpose.