Jin Huaizhao remained silent, as if it were none of his business.

Guan Yi sneered, "You're going to spend two thousand yuan to buy a fake? You're really trying to rip me off. You want to get my stuff for free? You'd better be alive! Take a good look at yourselves. I'm telling you, you don't have a fortune, but you certainly have a lot of piss. You're cheating me out of my territory. This is my turf."

The expert laughed, "Here's your territory back. Whether this stuff is real or fake, it's shady anyway. It's been stolen and stolen right here on your turf. What can you do about it?" The expert dropped the pretense and revealed his ugly side, determined to forcibly take it.

The one-eyed man looked at the three men like they were idiots. "My brother is mentally ill, I have terminal cancer, one of us can kill without breaking the law, and the other is in jail and no one dares to take our bodies. What are we afraid of? You three, two tomb raiders and one traitor, are just pretending with me. You might get burned later and won't be able to leave."

"Stop talking nonsense and put the stuff down!" The experts didn't argue with the one-eyed man. They took the stuff and left immediately. Once they were gone, what could those two old men do to them?

Guan Yi plopped down on a stool by the window and shouted at the ceiling, "Call the police!"

The one-eyed man sneered and sat down as well. "Since you don't want to leave, then don't leave. Stay with us."

Jin Huaizhao and the two experts looked up at the ceiling, where there was a row of spotlights, but they couldn't see anything. They exchanged glances.

"Blurring! Men, come here!" The expert was about to take action immediately, regardless of whether there was anything wrong with it; this thing was worth the risk.

Guan Yi, holding the wooden box, opened the screen window and stretched his hand out the window, laughing as he looked at Jin Huaizhao and the others. "How could you be so stupid? Don't they have things called hidden cameras abroad? Do you think I would let you do whatever you want to me in this place? You've been abroad for so many years, have you left your brains behind?"

"Brother, brother, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, please go out first!" Seeing the situation, Jin Huaizhao told the bodyguards who had come in to leave.

We definitely can't get the Five Oxen painting by force. We can throw the old man down at any time, and there will definitely be someone to catch him. Then we can call the police. What if there really is surveillance footage...

"What are you doing? What do you take me for, Jin Huaizhao? If the item is genuine, we'll discuss the price properly. If it's fake, we'll leave. Don't try to pull the same tricks you used in Hong Kong on me," Jin Huaizhao said righteously, as if he wasn't even speaking before.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jin, we acted on our own initiative. We apologize," the two experts immediately apologized, giving Jin Huaizhao a way out.

"Were you under anesthesia just now? You're only realizing it now?" Guan Yi said sarcastically. People like this should be deceived to death without any psychological burden.

"What happened just now was so sudden, I was also stunned and only just realized what was happening. I'm sorry!" Jin Huaizhao apologized half-heartedly.

Guan Yi and One-Eyed both sneered, looking at Jin Huaizhao without saying a word.

"Have you approved of the items?" Jin Huaizhao asked the two experts.

The two nodded. "We see no problem; it is a unique copy of the Five Oxen Painting."

"Brothers, name your price. If it's right, we'll keep the painting. If not, we'll discuss it further." Jin Huaizhao didn't mince words and got straight to the point. He didn't care about offending these two people. Whether he offended them or not wouldn't affect the final price. If he could scare them off, he might actually be able to snag a bargain.

Guan Yi was about to suggest that Jin Huaizhao make the offer.

The one-eyed man simply extended five fingers and said, "Knife Music."

Guan Yi... do you know the exchange rate? Do you know how much that is? He's rich, but he can't possibly spend that much on a painting, can he? Unless he's crazy.