Li Xin had taken pictures of the Ancient Sword from all angles and sent them to Zhong Hua as quickly as possible, but Chu Yi was now weighed down with heavy thoughts.
He took out his tablet and looked at the flickering green dots, unable to help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Although this move was a bit excessive, it was, after all, the best method.
He had tampered with those high-quality fake antiques, each fitted with a tracking system. Unless one observed carefully, they wouldn't be discovered.
Thinking of this, Chu Yi immediately made a phone call to Chen Dan.
"Chu Brother? Whatever you need, just command. I, Chen Dan, would face any danger without hesitation."
"Enough with the nonsense, let me ask you something serious," Chu Yi cleared his throat and said.
"You ask, and I shall tell all that I know," Chen Dan patted his chest.
"That woman wearing a veil, do you remember her?"
