"What happened?"

Jin seemed to hear the voices outside and asked a question from inside the house.

"Master Jin, there's an emergency down below, I need to report to you!" Wang Bin quickly feigned a panting voice.

"Come in!" Wang Bin's voice was unfamiliar, but upon hearing that there was an emergency, Master Jin didn't hesitate and immediately let the people outside in.

"Creak!"

Wang Bin pushed open the door, and as he walked in, Guan Xiaoyue and Officer Miao, each carrying a rifle, strode in on either side.

Guan Xiaoyue pointed her gun at Jin Ye, while Officer Miao glanced around the house and, finding no danger, then turned his gun back on Jin Ye.

When the three walked in, Master Jin was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

"Who are you? Do you know who I am? Oh, I remember now, didn't you go to the north of the city today? What are you doing here now?"

"Stop right there, don't move, or I'll kill you!"

As Jin Ye spoke, he walked toward the coffee table, on which lay a pistol that he had just placed there. However, he was stopped by Guan Xiaoyue as soon as he took a step.

"Who, who exactly are you people?" Jin asked nervously.

"Who we are is none of your business. I just want to ask you a few questions," Wang Bin said with a faint smile.

"Ask away! I'll tell you anything I know!"

"Okay, I heard you made a huge dragon bed, a dragon throne, and a dragon table out of gold, is that right?"

"Ah, um."

"Very good, next question, where is everything?"

"The dragon bed is in the bedroom, and the dragon table and dragon chair are in the study!"

When Master Jin first heard that the other party had come to steal his dragon bed, he was in great pain. However, after thinking about it again, he realized that these things were too big and heavy for the three people in front of him to move. So he simply told them everything.

"And what about the gold bowl and gold chopsticks?" Guan Xiaoyue quickly added.

"Those are in the kitchen!"

Although Master Jin didn't want to say it, the gold bowls and chopsticks didn't cost much gold. As long as he could get rid of these people, he could make hundreds more sets.

"Take us to see!"

"Ah, okay, please!"

Jin walked into the kitchen and pointed to the cupboard.

Guan Xiaoyue stepped forward and opened the cupboard, only to find that all the plates, forks, and chopsticks inside were made of gold. She was so surprised that her mouth dropped open.

Wang Bin stepped forward, picked up a gold bowl, and glanced at it. The bowls were crudely made; they were just plain bowls without any carvings or decorations. He immediately lost interest. If the gold bowl and chopsticks set were well-made, he had planned to take it to a shop to sell. But seeing how ugly it looked, he figured it would be hard to sell except as gold.

He reached out and instantly stored the set of gold bowls and chopsticks in his system space.

When Jinye saw that his golden bowl and chopsticks were gone, he rubbed his eyes in surprise and realized that they were really gone. Suddenly, a bad feeling arose in his heart.

"Come on, let's go see your dragon throne!"

"Ah, okay, this way please!"

Jin walked to a large door, pushed it open, and Wang Bin discovered that it was a very luxurious study, filled with many antiques.

In the center of the study was a large golden dragon table, behind which was an extravagant dragon chair. Both the table and the chair were decorated with nine rough dragons.

Upon seeing the dragon table and dragon chair, Wang Bin clicked his tongue in surprise. This was truly extravagant; setting aside the craftsmanship, it was simply too luxurious.

The dragon table was estimated to weigh at least 10,000 to 20,000 jin (5,000 to 10,000 kg), while the dragon chair was even more extravagant, estimated to weigh at least 30,000 jin (15,000 kg).

"My goodness, how did you manage to carry all this up here?" Wang Bin was very curious about how they got it up here, considering its weight.

This is no less difficult than building the pyramids. Keep in mind that this was done without electricity, and there are 39 floors here. You can imagine how difficult it is to move something so big and heavy up here.

"Actually, it wasn't difficult. I had them bring the gold bricks up first, and then I found craftsmen to build it on this floor, so it didn't take much effort."

"I see, Mr. Jin, you really know how to enjoy yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Bin sighed, plopped down on the dragon throne to experience it, and didn't know what to say.

"Xiaoyue, Officer Miao, would you like to come over and experience it too?"

"I'll pass!" Officer Miao had absolutely no interest in this kind of thing and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.

"I'll try!" Guan Xiaoyue, being a lively person, walked over with a smile and sat on the dragon throne to experience it. "What is it? It's not that special, and it's hard as a rock. It's not comfortable to sit on!"

"Since you're not interested either, then I'll keep it!"

"Take it all!"

Wang Bin smiled faintly, and in an instant, the dragon throne and dragon table entered the system space.

"Ah! What have you done to my dragon throne and dragon table? Where did they go?" Seeing that the dragon table and dragon throne had disappeared, Master Jin panicked!

The gold bowls and chopsticks from before are gone, they don't cost much gold anyway, but the dragon table and dragon chair are different. They weigh tens of thousands of kilograms of gold, how could they disappear in the blink of an eye?

Jin Ye was obsessed with gold. He had painstakingly scavenged it from all over the city, and now that it was suddenly gone, he felt as if someone had stabbed him in the heart. It hurt terribly!

"Give me back my dragon table, give me back my dragon throne! I can trade you food!" Jin Ye ran up to Wang Bin like a madman, grabbed Wang Bin's arm and shook him violently while crying, looking like a shrew throwing a tantrum.

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