Lin Xiaotian said with a smile, "I'm not interested in the ill-gotten gains you've made. I've already made myself clear earlier, but you just don't understand."
"Some money can be earned, and I love money, but I will never consider money to be everything. A person must have at least a basic bottom line."
"How can the things from our ancestors be so easily sold overseas? Sister, you've sold so many things over the years, haven't you? You only get a small portion of the profit, yet you've accumulated over two billion. It's imaginable how many heinous things you've done yourself."
"These things originally had nothing to do with me, and I was too lazy to bother."
"But now that you've fallen into my hands, I'm not interested in your technology at all. I'm only interested in how many genuine antiques you still possess, and the people behind you."
Hearing this, Zhao Feipeng's face showed a look of astonishment, but he quickly reacted. He knew he had revealed his direction.
A flicker of excitement flashed in his eyes: "If you like those antiques, I can have them sent to you immediately. These things outside my office are less than one percent. Many items cannot be sold, or at least cannot be sold for a while, because the scrutiny outside is too strict."
"So, I have a large backlog of goods, especially precious items and large pieces. I can give them all to you."
"Because the people behind me are only using me to make money. I care more about my own life."
A brilliant smile appeared on Lin Xiaotian's face: "I am very satisfied with your performance. Those antiques are what I truly care about. As for who the people behind you are, I'm not interested in finding them for now. After all, they will appear before me sooner or later. A fox will always show its tail."
"Send all those antiques over first. You don't need to unload them; just leave them on the vehicles. We have to transport everything here anyway."
"Have your people move the items down directly!"
Zhao Feipeng was slightly stunned. He saw a look of speechlessness and frustration in Lin Xiaotian's eyes. This was simply blatant robbery.
Lin Xiaotian said with a half-smile, "Are you thinking that I'm taking your things without giving you any promises, and you feel very unhappy about it?"
When he heard this, Zhao Feipeng didn't dare to retort at all. He quickly shook his head like a rattle drum, and a smile appeared on his face: "It is my honor that you fancy my things."
"Take whatever you fancy, and I will never say no."
"And if you need anything, I can find a way to get it for you. Even items in Tang Jingde's possession, I can find a way to get them from him. He is the top collector in our city."
"I know he has many precious items, and I have already set my sights on him, but I haven't had a chance to act against him yet."
Lin Xiaotian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a playful smile appeared in his gaze: "Then do you know my relationship with Old Master Tang?"
Zhao Feipeng nodded quickly.
After a humble hesitation, he spoke his mind.
"I know you have a good relationship with Tang Jingde, but I think Tang Jingde is just a stubborn old fool. He's inflexible. If you want to make more money by cooperating with him, you're just asking for trouble."
"I think it's better to just hollow him out. If he really loses all those antiques, then he'll obediently play second fiddle to you."
A brilliant smile appeared on Lin Xiaotian's face: "I don't like what you just said."
"What do you mean by 'stubborn old fool'? Is it stubbornness just to stick to one's principles?"
"Then perhaps in your eyes, I've also become a little stubborn."
"I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore. After all, someone like you who has no bottom line wouldn't understand human words. If the value of the antiques you provide exceeds your life, I might consider giving you a chance. But if the items you provide are not worth that price."
Lin Xiaotian didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Zhao Feipeng couldn't help but tremble. He asked cautiously, "Then how much do you think my life is worth?"
Lin Xiaotian turned his head with a smile: "Guess?"
Zhao Feipeng cursed in his heart: "Guess your head!"
He only dared to think such things in his heart. On his face, he still wore a fawning smile and continued to probe: "I've already become a tool to be exploited, so I don't think I'm worth much."
"By my own standards, the items outside could easily be exchanged for my life."
Lin Xiaotian smiled instead: "Good. Then I don't want the things outside. I want this dog life of yours."
"Do you think it's better to throw you down from here, or give you a poison to let you purify yourself?"
"This would be giving you a quick end, letting you die completely. Anyway, after you die, the trouble won't involve me. I have plenty of ways to make you disappear from this world without a trace."
"I will definitely bury the things outside with you in your grave. These will be your burial objects. What do you think?"
Zhao Feipeng couldn't help but shiver. He dared not defy Lin Xiaotian, otherwise Lin Xiaotian would really do such a thing.
He forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I was just joking earlier."
Lin Xiaotian said with a half-smile: "What a coincidence!"
"I was also joking with you. To exchange such precious items for your worthless life would be an insult to those treasures."
"Then I..." Zhao Feipeng didn't finish his sentence. His eyes were filled with pleading. His survival instinct was extremely strong now.
As long as he was given a chance to escape Lin Xiaotian's sight, he promised to run as far away as possible and never appear before Lin Xiaotian again. This guy was simply too terrifying. With just a glance, he seemed to see through his inner thoughts.
Lin Xiaotian said with a smile: "Your life is saved, but some of the information you know is also something I'm very grateful for."
"If you share that information with me unconditionally, then I might consider giving you a chance to enjoy your old age in peace."