Yang Yu hastily pleaded for mercy, "Big brothers, I'm just a doorman here. Could you knock me out instead? Please don't kill me. I don't know anything."
"We're only here for the money, not to take lives," the shifty-eyed guy sneered. "As long as you answer our questions obediently, we won't make things difficult for you."
"Okay, okay, okay," Yang Yu nodded frantically like a pecking chicken. "What questions? Just ask."
The guy asked, "Do you know who put this 'Tear of the Sea God' up for auction here?"
Yang Yu tilted his head, feigning a dim-witted look. "I'm not too sure about that. I vaguely overheard the boss mention something about 'something Qing something Xia from Yanjing'?"
"Something Qing something Xia... There's no Qing family in Yanjing, is there?" the guy pondered for a moment. "Could it be Xia Qing?"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's Xia Qing!" Yang Yu confirmed eagerly nodding his head. "That's the name, without a doubt!"
