A bar in Binhai.

Deep within that brightly lit, deafeningly loud bar, Young Master Du seemed to be the king of the entire nightlife, his presence overshadowing everything around him.

His striking blond hair gleamed with an untamed light in the dim light, and a thin cigarette dangled from the corner of his mouth. Amidst the swirling smoke, his eyes revealed an indescribable arrogance and disdain.

Everyone in the bar held him in awe, not because of his wealth, but because of the formidable power and influence he possessed.

"I heard that Zhang Fan has been quite arrogant lately?" Young Master Du suddenly spoke, his voice deep and resonant, as if every word carried an unquestionable authority.

A playful smile curled at the corner of Young Master Du's lips, and a cunning glint flashed in his eyes, as if he were pondering a brilliant plan.

"Can't figure it out no matter what? Humph, what's so difficult about that?" He shook his head dismissively, seemingly scoffing at all the difficulties in the world.

In Du Gongzi's view, dealing with a "small fry" like Zhang Fan was a piece of cake, not even worth mentioning.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table with a rhythmic beat, as if he were setting the tone for the upcoming "show".

"That's easy. Just sell him some cultural relics and let him experience what it's like to spend his life in jail. Then, he'll be caught red-handed. What can he say? Hmph, no way!" Young Master Du's tone was full of contempt for the rules and absolute confidence in his power.

He slowly stood up, his tall figure seemingly able to block out all the shadows around him.

Du Gongt flicked the ash from his cigarette, a gesture that was both elegant and somewhat provocative.

"Where do I get cultural relics? I just go to the museum and take them! The things inside are like my own home to me." As he said this, a smug smile appeared on his face, an extreme pride in power and wealth.

"Who is my own father?" He paused deliberately, seemingly enjoying the oppressive feeling brought by the silence.

In this coastal city, Du Gongzi's father is none other than Boss Du, a legendary figure who is known to everyone and has connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.

With such a background, Young Master Du was naturally fearless. He believed that there was nothing he couldn't do on this land.

Young Master Du put down his cigarette and gently beckoned. Two henchmen dressed in black immediately came forward respectfully.

Their eyes revealed absolute loyalty to Young Master Du, as if they were ready to go through fire and water for him at any time.

"You two, take these two sets of artifacts to Zhang Fan and sell them to him cheaply. Remember to make it look natural and don't let anyone notice anything amiss," Young Master Du instructed in a low voice, his tone revealing an unquestionable resolve.

The two henchmen nodded repeatedly and took the seemingly inconspicuous cloth bag from the table with both hands. Inside were precious cultural relics that could plunge anyone into eternal damnation.

This mission is not just a simple transaction, but also a "lesson" for Young Master Du to teach Zhang Fan a lesson, and an action to demonstrate his unshakeable position in this city.

"Remember, report this immediately after the transaction is completed. I want Zhang Fan to know that in this Binhai, I, Young Master Du, am the real boss!"

Young Master Du's voice was deep and powerful, each word like a hammer blow striking the hearts of his two underlings. They dared not hesitate for a moment, quickly turning around and disappearing into the bustling crowd.

Young Master Du sat back down on the sofa, a cold smile playing on his lips, his eyes brimming with confidence that he had victory in his grasp.

He seemed to have already foreseen Zhang Fan's despair and helplessness when he was arrested, as well as his own ability to prove his strength once again in this "game".

In this world full of desires and rules, Young Master Du believes that only the strongest can make the rules, and he is the one who makes those rules.

As night deepened, the noise inside the bar remained, but Mr. Du felt unusually calm.

He knew that soon his name would be heard throughout the entire coastal area again, and he would take this action as a new starting point to continue writing his own legendary chapter.

In Young Master Du's world, nothing is impossible, only whether you want to do it or not, and he always chooses to be the craziest and most arrogant person.

Those so-called Tiger Brothers and Qin Brothers are all idiots. Right now, the only true king in the entire Binhai area is Young Master Du!

On the other side.

Inside the shop, the soft, dim lighting creates a tranquil and solemn atmosphere.

With a serious expression, Director Wang, along with a group of museum experts and staff, were already sitting neatly around a long table.

Their eyes sparkled with anticipation and curiosity, for today they had been invited to admire a collection of items that were said to be extremely valuable.

Last time, the name Zhang Fan caused quite a stir in the museum world.

He not only generously donated many precious cultural relics to the National Museum, but also won praise from numerous experts.

However, some of the extremely precious cultural relics were intercepted by the Shen family during the donation, which still bothers Director Wang to this day.

In his view, the Shen family's actions were tantamount to those of traitors, seriously damaging the country's cultural heritage security.

Just as Director Wang and the others were immersed in recalling and discussing the previous incident, the quiet of the room was suddenly broken by the furtive voices of two men outside the door.

"Boss, do you accept things? Good stuff." The two voices lowered their voices, but could not hide their cunning and eagerness.

Director Wang exchanged glances with the others, and a sense of unease immediately arose in his heart.

Within this circle, they know that "good stuff" often signifies extraordinary value, but it may also conceal unspeakable secrets.

So they all perked up and prepared to welcome the upcoming "surprise".

Zhang Fan heard the calls from outside the shop, surprised that they would come so eagerly.

However, Zhang Fan did not show any panic, but calmly replied, "Come in."

As the door was gently pushed open, two men carrying heavy cloth bags tiptoed in.

Their gazes swept over everyone in the room, finally settling on Zhang Fan, a sly smile spreading across their faces.

They were the people carefully arranged by Young Master Du. Their purpose was to sell the cultural relics they had to Zhang Fan, and then report him after the transaction was completed, plunging Zhang Fan into an abyss of no return.

The two men placed the cloth bag on the table, carefully opened it, and revealed several cultural relics inside.

These artifacts gleamed alluringly under the lights, each exuding an extraordinary aura.

Upon seeing this, Director Wang and the others crowded closer to take a closer look, their faces showing surprise and admiration.

However, while appreciating these artifacts, they also remain vigilant, because in this circle, traps are often hidden in seemingly beautiful things.

Zhang Fan looked at the artifacts on the table and sneered inwardly.

He had long anticipated that Young Master Du would resort to such tactics, but he had no intention of giving in.

Director Wang was so fond of these things that he didn't realize they were all from his own home.