As soon as Yang Yu finished speaking, Tong Li'er's phone call came through: "Mr. Yang, have you heard about the Tear of the Sea God?"
"I just heard about it," Yang Yu laughed. "It's none of our business, we shouldn't worry about it."
"The Tong family is here too, Mr. Tong Sr. and Master Tong came together," Tong Li'er said. "Out of respect for the old times, I hosted them and wanted to let you know."
"It's a small matter," Yang Yu didn't care at all. "Just make sure they don't bother you with anything."
"No, they haven't," Tong Li'er said. "They went back to the hotel after dinner and are probably going to attend the auction tomorrow."
"I don't think it's that simple," Yang Yu said scornfully. "This father and son are full of schemes; they must be thinking of some way to get the Tear of the Sea God back. Let them do their thing, and whatever they ask you for help with, you can pass it on to me. Never go out of your way to help them, lest you bring trouble upon yourself."
