The two men inside the tent exchanged a glance, then exchanged polite words with Luo's mother, stood up, and walked out of the tent.

As soon as Miyano entered the RV, he saw a sallow-faced Asian man kneeling at the feet of a woman in a mink coat. He expressionlessly pushed up his glasses and walked over.

"You mean there are only three cars in total?" The woman, whom Luo Ma called the Second Madam, put down the stirring spoon in her hand and looked at Miyano with a slightly scrutinizing gaze.

Miyano looked at the woman before him with a flat expression and nodded, saying, "Yes, Madam. There are three vehicles in total, including a minivan and two RVs, one large and one small. The large RV has two floors, and the small RV has one floor. That's all."

"Impossible!" the Asian man kneeling on the ground shouted, then, his teeth chattering, he knelt down again: "I...I personally saw with my own eyes that Xi Xi's RV was a full four stories high!"

Before she could finish speaking, a huge chunk of ice and snow suddenly crashed into the window, and a blizzard instantly swept into the car. The second wife frowned, and Luo Ma hurriedly protected the iron stove.

“I have no reason to lie, Madam.” Miyano glanced coldly at the old man prostrate on the ground. “The other four brothers who were present last night all saw it.”

As he turned, he revealed the ice axe tucked into his waistband: "I have completed the task you assigned me last night. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave. My men are waiting for me, and we still have a mission to complete during the day."

After saying that, Miyano bowed to the woman and got out of the car without looking back.

The woman felt slighted, her nails digging deeply into her palms. She suddenly chuckled, her diamond-encrusted nails grazing the icy collar of the Asian man beside her feet.

"Mr. Xi, your information is incorrect..."