"Yes, yes, I understand," the old man said, ashamed as he bowed his head, and then instructed the driver to start the car, considering the surveillance team was all set—the rest was up to them.
Liu Mou was strolling down the street with a leisurely grin, clutching a ceramic vase nearly half his height, thinking about how 300 points had just appeared out of thin air in his possession. The thought was exhilarating for anyone, let alone Liu Mou.
Just then, Liu Mou's phone buzzed. He pulled it out and saw a text message, which he silently read to himself, "Dear VIP member, the Rainbow Auction will take place in five days at the entrance of the Yao City Rainbow Auction House. If you can't make it, please reply with 'D' so we can understand."
