Demon Lord 3

Chapter 1955 The Fake Expert's Furious

Lin Zhenfei was furious after hearing the price quoted by that "expert." It was one thing to fool ordinary people, but to try and fool us was another. In his anger, he called the fake experts back. At first, they tried to get close to us, but when they sensed our bad mood, they tried to escape in the chaos, but we stopped them. The men under him begged for mercy, one of them saying, "Gentlemen, please spare me! It has nothing to do with me. I was just brought here to fill in. I'm not an expert, not even an ordinary person. I just pretend to be something I'm not doing when I don't have a job. Now I've really messed with you. Please don't punish me." Lin Zhenfei was enraged and beat the man up: "In the past, I would have hit you directly. Now I'm just teaching you a lesson. Get out of here." And you, Mr. Sun, get over here. This is serious, you understand?" Mr. Sun initially wanted to argue that it had nothing to do with him, but considering what he'd just said, and knowing we probably didn't believe him anyway, he changed his tune and said seriously, "Gentlemen, you are all very capable, but we're just business people trying to make a living. We didn't lie to you; this is what we came up with. What I told you isn't wrong. Although it's not worth that much money, we agreed on everything beforehand. If you find out later, at most we won't cooperate anymore, but that doesn't warrant attacking us. We haven't done anything wrong." Actually, Mr. Sun was quite clever, trying to confuse us and get us to let them go. But I wouldn't listen to him and grabbed him by the collar: "You've got some nerve! What do you mean by saying this now? Trying to get us to let you go?" "Letting you go, actually, wouldn't be a problem with letting your men off the hook. After all, they weren't involved in anything. I can tell they're just street thugs, now they're being used as experts. I won't even mention that; it's clearly a scam. And you, you know perfectly well that your stuff is cheap and easy to understand, yet you've become a high-class expert just to grab our attention and then inflate the price. And you're always digging up graves; you must get arrested a lot, right? I just looked at your file; you've been in jail several times for those shady things. Now you're using this opportunity to become an expert in some kind of antique appraisal industry, playing dirty tricks. You've learned your lesson, kid." The man surnamed Sun immediately turned pale, as if all the blood had been drained from him. This time, he didn't beg for mercy; he seemed resigned to his fate. He replied, "So what if I did? Whether I went in or not is none of your business! Besides, I already said this was agreed upon beforehand, it wasn't just wishful thinking. Your words are rather harsh, especially using the phrase 'grave digging,' that's inappropriate. These are now protected cultural relics; is it wrong for us to excavate them and put them in a museum? Even if we make some money selling things, that's not our problem! There are many people doing this, many so-called capable people, why don't you care about those people? Why do you bother with us? We can be experts, what's wrong with that? If you don't want to be fooled, don't talk to us!" Listening to the man surnamed Sun spouting nonsense, I suddenly laughed. Zhou Chuyuan wanted to throw the man out, but seeing my expression, he didn't move, wanting to see how I would handle the situation. I smiled slightly and said to the man surnamed Sun, "Whether what you did was immoral or not, I really can't judge. After all, I'm not a policeman, and I don't need to arrest you. Let's put it this way: what you did wasn't wrong, but it's enough to affect us. There are some problematic groups, some teams that aren't helpful to you. Why don't you go find those that can help you? Find those who can save your life. Why did you come to us? I don't need to tell you, you value our cultivation strength and our resources. If you're really hiding well, stick close to us..." "With us, we might not need to be in this line of work to get rich, that's what you're mainly after. Those exchanges were just to lower our guard and make us think more highly of you." The man surnamed Sun was somewhat exasperated, wanting to throw a punch at me in a fit of rage. Zhou Chuyuan quickly blocked the attack: "Damn it, you really dare! I was about to hit you, and Sister Yue stopped me. Now you've provoked me." Before he finished speaking, Zhou Chuyuan leaped into the air and delivered a flying kick, deliberately holding back some of his strength.