Around 1 a.m.

As the roar of a car engine drew closer, Ruan Xianxian opened one eye and glanced toward the source of the sound. She couldn't help but laugh!

As expected of those cowardly Japanese devils, they actually showed up in a logging truck.

The forestry station's transport is divided into three shifts: morning, noon, and evening. Loading and unloading take place at night, so it's not surprising to see large trucks running in the suburbs in the middle of the night; it's quite a thoughtful arrangement.

Ruan Xianxian crossed her arms, smiled slightly, and then closed her eyes again.

Open your senses and quietly experience everything around you.

Since consuming intermediate-grade spiritual spring water to cleanse my meridians and marrow, not only have my five senses become more acute, but I have also gained an additional level of perception.

For example, when someone pointed a gun at her from behind at the machine factory, even though she couldn't see it, her body instinctively reacted and alerted the authorities.

Fifteen minutes after I closed my eyes, a faint, piercing gaze suddenly appeared outside the car window.

Ruan Xianxian didn't even change her breathing, letting the person circle the car and the surrounding area a few times before quietly leaving.

On the other side, the truck driver had an ordinary appearance, slightly bulging temples, and his sharp, hawk-like eyes scanned the surroundings until his companion, who had gotten out to check the situation, returned. He then asked:

"How is it? How many of them are there? Is it a trap?"

His companion relaxed completely, leaning back in the passenger seat, his wariness gone, and lazily glanced at his senior colleague driving.

"Huh! Just an ordinary person with a slightly burly build. Judging from his breathing rate, he doesn't seem to have any real martial arts skills."

The man addressed as "senior brother" frowned. Someone who didn't even have basic martial arts skills dared to come to the appointment alone. Was he a tiger? Or just a newborn calf that wasn't afraid of tigers?

They slowed down, turned around, and flashed their lights to signal the people in the car not far away not to come over yet.

The next moment, a truck crashed straight into the SUV, screeching as it came to an abrupt stop less than a fist's width from the SUV's front.

The two cars were almost face to face.

The headlights were so bright that Ruan Xianxian couldn't open her eyes. She stretched out an arm to shield them, and the eye behind her fingers squinted, flashing a sharp light.

She opened the car door and got out, glancing at the two brothers who were also getting out. A simple, honest smile appeared on her lips as she scratched the back of her head.

"Hey buddy, wait a minute! This car is way too close, it's dangerous! Let me move it."

The fellow apprentices were speechless. Where did this idiot come from? Didn't he understand the show of force? He actually had the audacity to move the car?

Thinking this way, the junior brother actually laughed out loud: "Brother, it's not too late to move the car later. Were you introduced by that Zheng guy?"

Ruan Xianxian seemed not to understand human speech, muttering to herself, "It has to be moved, it absolutely has to be moved."

Then, to the astonishment of his fellow apprentices, he casually walked to the back of the car, grabbed the rear, and started dragging it backward with a series of heaves...

The sound of tires scraping against the ground rang out, and the two brothers suddenly snapped out of their shock. Their throats bobbed, and their faces showed both shock and vigilance.

This guy dragged the car back half a meter, and under the brothers' stares as if it were a monster, he ran to the front to check the distance to the car. Perhaps he wasn't satisfied, so he ran back to the back of the car and continued to drag it.

She went back and forth three times, until the two men were numb and their expressions were frozen, before she finally stood in front of them with a cheerful smile, rubbing her hands together and looking awkward.

"Please excuse my poor driving skills. I'm never satisfied with my parking, so I have to manually park to my liking."

Seeing the two silly geese swallowing their saliva, Ruan Xianxian originally wanted to tow their car, but her strength didn't allow it, so she had to settle for second best.

Her smile grew even more genuine, and she said, "Oh, by the way, what were you two talking about just now?"

Faced with her impeccable smile, the two men, who looked exactly like the dim-witted second-in-command of a mountain stronghold, felt a chill run down their spines.

It felt like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over my head.

The junior brother gripped the hem of his senior brother's clothes tightly, fear in his eyes.

Even the eldest brother, who has been practicing martial arts since he was seven and has been practicing hard qigong for fifteen years, cannot simply tow a car weighing a thousand pounds.

Perhaps, only if our master himself were here could he stand shoulder to shoulder with this man.

While the eldest brother remained vigilant, a glint of eagerness flashed in his eyes, as if he was about to make a move and challenge her to a duel at any moment. Ruan Xianxian's smile remained unchanged.

Just as the two sides were about to clash, a loud laugh suddenly came from behind:

"Very good! What a natural superhuman strength! My two good-for-nothing grandsons have made a fool of themselves in front of you, young brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, two people walked along the riverbank from a distance. Their laughter preceded their arrival.

The darkness did not affect Ruan Xianxian's vision. She looked up and saw an old man wearing a straw hat and black stockings striding ahead, while a short, thin middle-aged man was half a step behind the old man.

Ruan Xianxian tilted her head to look at the newcomer. What a strange outfit! The black stockings weren't worn on her legs, but on her face instead.

The old man stopped three steps away from Ruan Xianxian and extended a hand that was much larger than a normal person's: "My surname is Lin, and they all call me Old Lin."

I haven't yet asked how to address you, young man.

Their hands clasped together, but there was no contest between them; they simply touched and then separated. Ruan Xian, having withdrawn his hand, rubbed it against the patched clothes, looking puzzled.

"Me? Am I being forced or am I a person?"

Seeing the middle-aged man's face darken suddenly as she was a step behind, she patted her forehead and chuckled sheepishly.

"Look at this mouth. My mother always said when I was little, 'The mouth flies in front, and people chase after it.'"

"Those aren't teeth, they're rebellious bones."

The old man remained silent for a moment, seemingly having never seen such an oddball before, then chuckled: "Young man, you're quite humorous. Where's the goods? Can I take a look now?"

Ruan Xianxian opened the car door and said, "Look around as you like."

The middle-aged man stepped forward, opened the box, and a batch of ornaments and precious stones with distinctive Spring and Autumn Period characteristics came into view. Instantly, the breathing of the four people became heavier.

The old man picked up a jade belt hook made of green jade, and gently rubbed it with his rough fingertips. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and Ruan Xianxian felt a tangible gaze falling on her.

"Could you tell me where this batch of goods came from? Young man, there's no need to beat around the bush. Isn't your 'ne-ne-ne' accent just a deliberate attempt to mislead me?"

But I can assure you that the artifacts do not belong to the area you deliberately lured them to.”

"Nothing can be hidden from an expert." Ruan Xianxian chuckled and shook her head, her feigned naiveté gone, and she slapped the wooden box hard with her large hand.

The shock made the four of them tremble with fear.

"Let's not beat around the bush. I've gone to such lengths to convey the key information, but the only thing I can tell you is that the item came from King Kaolie of Chu."

Don't ask me more questions; even if you do, I might not tell you.

The goods are here. If you want them, name your price. If not, I'll take them back. Even if we don't make a deal, we can still be friends. Maybe we'll do business again sometime.

"Young man, don't be in a hurry, let me take another look." After the initial surprise, the old man regained his composure, both in his movements and his voice, his hands continuing their work as if he were asking casually:

"Judging from your tone, young man, you're not in our line of work. If I'm not mistaken, you're from the black market, right?"

Having firmly established her persona, Ruan Xianxian's expression finally changed. She remained silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Old man, you have a good eye."