Picking Up a Gorgeous CEO for a Wife

Chapter 962: Chapter 0962: Earthquake?

“Big Brother.” Upon seeing Gu Zhenyue approach, Zhang Renguang and Yu Jianguo hurried to perform ceremonial greetings.

Gu Zhenyue nodded slightly to them, then turned his head to look at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu acted as if he didn’t see Gu Zhenyue coming, not even lifting his eyelids, and continued to breathe evenly.

Qin Yu remained silent, and naturally, Gu Zhenyue wouldn’t initiate conversation either; after all, he was the Family Head of the Gu Family and needed to maintain that stature. Gu Zhenyue merely watched Qin Yu quietly.

The storeroom became extremely silent, and the atmosphere grew quite oppressive. Thankfully, exclamations of surprise from Guo Long came intermittently from deep within the storeroom, otherwise, some might have been unable to bear it!

Seeing Qin Yu’s arrogance, Gu Zhenyue snorted mildly and gave his son a look.

Gu Yiming let out a bitter laugh and whispered, “Mr. Qin, my father is here. If you have any demands, please speak directly to him.”

Only then did Qin Yu slowly open his eyes, glancing at Gu Zhenyue with a flippant look. “Old man, your son has told you my demands, right?”

“Yes!” Although Qin Yu held power over his life and death, Gu Zhenyue remained neither servile nor overbearing.

“Since that’s the case, bring out something that can catch my eye. If you try to fool me with this trash again, heh heh…”

Qin Yu rubbed his wrists, creating a cracking sound. He remembered Yang Jingling mentioning earlier that a sect with hundreds of years of heritage should have treasures from the Zhen Sect.

“Mr. Qin, please come this way.”

With a gesture of invitation, Gu Zhenyue began walking deeper into the storeroom, leaving Gu Yiming with a confused expression.

Stopping beside a shelf halfway into the storeroom, Gu Zhenyue paused.

Gu Yiming blinked repeatedly; he had visited this storeroom many times and had seen this very shelf as many times.

Items on this shelf were among the least valuable in the storeroom, mostly from the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, none of which had ever caught his eye.

But Qin Yu’s eyes sparkled, having initially overlooked something. Now, he could faintly sense a subtle stream of nature’s spiritual energy from the shelf.

Struggle was evident on Gu Zhenyue’s face; this shelf was the mechanism for a secret chamber in the storeroom.

Stored in the secret chamber was the Gu Family’s accumulation of essence over several hundred years.

What was inside the chamber weren’t mere antiques; it housed weapons, elixirs, cultivation techniques, and more.

As Gu Zhenyue fidgeted next to the shelf, Qin Yu spoke discontentedly, “Old man, is this your sincerity? Trying to deceive me with these things?

Do you know what the price of deceiving a Celestial is?”

Gu Zhenyue’s body shuddered, and he quickly explained, “Please be patient, Young Friend Qin. This old man will surely not disappoint you.”

After saying this, Gu Zhenyue twisted a stone-carved bottle on the shelf.

A gleam crossed Qin Yu’s eyes; his ears were sharp, and he vaguely heard the sound of gears turning!

Qin Yu watched carefully; Gu Zhenyue wasn’t turning the bottle haphazardly but following a specific pattern.

With the turning of the bottle, the sound of the mechanisms grew louder; soon, Gu Yiming and the others heard it too, and even Guo Long, who was far away, felt the earth tremble.

“Boss, do you feel the earth shaking? Is it an earthquake?” Guo Long exclaimed, leaping over like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“Earthquake your sister, shut up,” Qin Yu glared, and Guo Long quickly covered his mouth.

Finally, Gu Zhenyue finished twisting the bottle.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Gu Zhenyue gently tapped the bottle, which slowly sank down from the shelf, astonishing everyone.