Exclusion, malice, competition, and even manipulation among peers are not allowed. This is a customary rule. Anyone who does not abide by it will be suppressed and regulated by the entire industry. This iron rule applies no matter in which world.

This is bound to anger everyone!

For a while, everyone was watching. They thought that the Wanbao Pavilion, which was in the limelight, would be questioned and boycotted, and they thought that the owner of Wanbao Pavilion should come forward to explain something.

This was Meng Tianqi's plan. When the owner of Wanbao Pavilion came out to explain, he planned to take advantage of the crowd's anger to prove Wanbao Pavilion's guilt. Then he would take advantage of the situation to smash Wanbao Pavilion, occupy it by force, and take all the treasures of Wanbao Pavilion for himself.

By then, wouldn’t the problems of Xuanbao Pavilion be easily solved?

The idea was nice, but reality gave Meng Tianqi a loud slap in the face.

Mu Yuanjun simply ignored the rumors. He knew it takes only one mouth to spread a rumor, but it takes a lot of effort to refute it.

He did not explain or express his position, but used a bigger surprise to show his position. That is, he increased the original 20 sales quotas per day to 25, which added 5 more quotas.

This operation once again triggered a scene of crazy scramble, with prominent families even using various tricks to buy the spots from others.

However, some people spend a lot of money and recruit many servants to help queue up and buy places, thinking that if one doesn’t win, there will always be another one that will win!

There are also families whose conditions do not allow them to resort to trickery, so they send their servants to wait at the door of Wanbao Pavilion day and night just to fight for that one spot.

In short, people would do anything to get a chance to buy a magic pill or magic weapon. Almost every day, people were fighting for it.

At this time, who would care about the rumor whose truth or falsehood was unknown? People just wanted to avoid offending Wanbao Pavilion. If they talked too much and made others unhappy, it would be a waste of time to put themselves on the blacklist.

Of course, there are also some powerful families who, relying on their strength, want to get something for nothing, and come to Wanbao Pavilion in the middle of the night to "wander around". Mu Yuanjun had thought of this possibility a long time ago and made arrangements early on.

He arranged all the secret guards he brought out from the fifth house in the open, and they openly served as guards of Wanbao Pavilion.

Eighteen people dressed in waiter's clothes, dressed neatly, shuttled between the front store and the backyard every day, upstairs and downstairs to serve tea and water to customers, and let customers know about the treasures. Everyone turned into a diligent waiter. Who could tell that those busy waiters with smiling faces were assassins wearing night clothes in the dark?

This trick of hiding from outsiders successfully avoided the prying eyes of outsiders, and also caused countless casualties among the thieves who came to Wanbao Pavilion to "wander" and buy things for free.

This is also the reason why the people from Xuanbao Pavilion have investigated many times but to no avail.

They thought that Wanbao Pavilion was just like them and had sacrificed all its experts, so they couldn't find out where the men in black who attacked them had gone.

Wanbao Pavilion ushered in another wave of shopping sprees. After the 25 places were sold, he quickly fiddled with the abacus in the study. After a round of calculations, Mu Yuanjun looked at the beads on the abacus again. The beads representing the huge numbers seemed to turn into golden ingots, which almost blinded his dog eyes.

"Still 638.23 million gold coins? That's right, adding the previous 1 billion, that's as many as 1.6 billion. Oh! My God!" Mu Yuanjun's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he looked at this unbelievable number in astonishment, as if it was an astronomical figure.

He couldn't help muttering to himself,

"Oh my goodness, it's only been half a month, and the 10% profit can catch up with the total profit of Wanbao Pavilion in the past five years! How is this possible?"

As Mu Yuanjun spoke, he pinched his thigh unconsciously, "Shh, it hurts, this is real!"

He tried to use this method to recover from the shock and unreality. However, no matter how he pinched, the number stood firmly in front of him like an unshakable mountain.

This was a number he had calculated several times, and the final result was always 1.63823 billion gold coins. Only now did he completely believe that Wanbao Pavilion had made a fortune.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. It was the shopkeeper who had something to report.

"Boss, I have something to report to you."

"Come in."

"Boss, this is what Miss Ling asked me to give you," the shopkeeper pushed the door open and handed a storage ring to Mu Yuanjun.

When Mu Yuanjun saw the storage ring, he knew that the God of Magic Pills had sent another batch of magic pills and artifacts for consignment.

Great, next he can give some good benefits to his loyal fans. He knew that there were still many cultivators in Jiayan City who had not grabbed the treasures, and they all stayed in Jiayan City and did not go back.

Those people dare not come to Wanbao Pavilion to buy for free again. Before, it was because Wanbao Pavilion was still young and they thought they could be manipulated and robbed. But who knew that they were also tough guys and not easy to mess with. There was nothing they could do but wait in line and abide by their rules.

But these people did not include Meng Tianqi, and his plan to design Wanbao Pavilion came to nothing. He was very dissatisfied and had no place to vent his anger, so he smashed things crazily in the room, and the porcelain fragments were smashed everywhere. The mess on the floor made it impossible to step, and Ji Yingying was so scared that she huddled in the corner and dared not breathe.

The shopkeeper's hair is turning white with worry now. Ever since the magic pill appeared in Wanbao Pavilion, no one is interested in their Xuanbao Pavilion.

Half the day had passed and not a single business was done. This... this company is not far from closing down.

He is worried!

The arrival of Young Master Meng did not help Xuanbao Pavilion's business at all, and he was always causing trouble.

He was so worried that another hair turned white.

The gold bracelet on his waist flashed suddenly, and the shopkeeper was startled. This... was definitely not a good thing.

He didn't dare to reply, but he had to reply even if he didn't dare! So he input his divine power, and in an instant, he heard Zuo Qiuming's voice coming from the other end of the jade slip.

As expected. What a sin!

"Master, what do you want?"

"Didn't I ask you to reply with the results of the investigation as soon as possible? It's been several days, why is there no movement at all?" Zuo Qiuming's impatient voice came from the other end, and it was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with the shopkeeper's perfunctory attitude.

"Master, please listen to me..." The shopkeeper knew that if he continued like this, he would be dead or skinned alive. Master Meng might be fine, but he would have to bear all the blame. He didn't want to be a scapegoat, nor did he want to be the victim.

Therefore, he told the chief steward everything about the recent situation of Xuanbao Pavilion in the past month and a half, as well as the fact that it was currently deserted.