Even 60 million yuan could not buy back the more than ten years of youth that Luo Shaohui had lost, but it was better than nothing, and it finally made Qingshan feel a little more balanced.

"We Chinese have a saying, 'Time is money, but money can't buy time.' You're exchanging my uncle's lost time for a mere six million yuan. That's too cheap for you! Oh, forget it. You and Wen Yuan are old friends, and I don't want to make things difficult for you. Six million...just six million! Uncle—"

Luo Shaohui couldn't believe his ears. How could he have earned US dollars in the past ten years in the US? He was stunned when he heard Qingshan calling him. He subconsciously responded, "Hey, niece-in-law, what's the matter?"

Qingshan Yile, Luo Wenyuan's uncle has a cheerful and lively personality. Perhaps it was because of him that Luo Wenyuan did not grow up to be a gloomy child in his early years.

"Uncle, I know you're looking for a much higher price, but Mr. Duncan seems quite sincere, so we can't embarrass him. How about you just take a small loss and... let's just take six million in cash? Is that okay with you?"

Qingshan turned his back to Duncan and W, winked at Luo Shaohui, and deliberately emphasized the word "cash". Duncan could not hear the deep meaning, but Luo Shaohui did.

Luo Shaohui was also a naughty boy when he was young, with a lot of tricks in his head. As soon as he saw Qingshan's expression and tone, he knew how to respond. He immediately frowned, as if he was very unhappy, and said:

"Six million can buy my youth? How many thirteen years are there in a person's life? The thirteen years of youth and potential are the most promising! If I had my time back, I could earn six million several times over! No, I don't agree!"

Qingshan turned his head and spread his hands to Duncan, his expression seemed to say: Brother, I tried my best, but unfortunately it was unsuccessful, you have to try a little more!

The United States is a country that values ​​human rights. A patient, rendered vegetative by medical malpractice, miraculously revived ten years later. She sued the hospital for wasting her youth and ultimately won, receiving not only full medical expenses but also 15 million U.S. dollars in compensation. Similar cases abound. Honestly, the 6 million U.S. dollars awarded to Luo Shaohui by the Bureau of Supernatural Powers isn't even the highest in history; it's not even considered upper-middle-income.

Duncan really thought Luo Shaohui disagreed, and he got anxious. "Hey, calm down, calm down! Mr. Luo, don't worry. The most I can mobilize is six million US dollars. Any more will require approval from the White House, and the procedures are complicated. I'm afraid you won't be able to get the money when you leave the United States, which is not good for both of us! If you think six million is too little, I can compensate you through other means. I know your sister and her family live in Angel City, and it just so happens that the Supernatural Bureau has a house in Beverly Hills that was originally used as a safe house. If you like, I can ask the Supernatural Bureau to give it to you. Although the house is a bit old, it has been maintained by a dedicated person. The furniture and appliances are all new, and there is a swimming pool and garden. If it were to be auctioned, it would fetch at least two million US dollars--!"

Luo Shaohui looked embarrassed, sucking his teeth and muttering, "I can't come to the United States often. What the hell is the use of my house?"

"You can come visit your sister and her family. Don't worry, we will apply for a long-term multiple-entry visa for you, making your trip to the United States as convenient as traveling in China!"

"Hiss—Beverly is so big, and there's no car. It's inconvenient..."

Duncan patted Inspector W on the shoulder and said through gritted teeth, "Inspector W will personally sponsor you a Ford Mustang sports car!"

"make a deal--!"