Chapter 660: The Warring States Dagger
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Mike had acquired a collection of items through less-than-conventional means. After securing the haul, he promptly sought out experts to assess its value. Their evaluations, however, were underwhelming. While some objects held moderate value, they paled in comparison to what Mike had paid for them.
Being in the estate business, Mike had recently completed a large transaction with a significant client. On his return journey, he encountered a band of thieves. Their attempt to rob him was feeble at best; their lackluster firepower made them easy targets for Mike.
Initially, Mike didn’t think much of the encounter. Run-ins with bandits weren’t exactly rare in the United States. But as he was leaving, he noticed a peculiar box among the bandits’ belongings. Its craftsmanship stood out— clearly, it was a cut above the rest. Intrigued, Mike couldn’t resist taking the box and its contents home.
He later had the items appraised, but the results were disappointing. Reluctantly, Mike stashed the collection in his warehouse. Soon after, authorities from other states issued bounties for the apprehended thieves, specifying valuable items they had stolen. Yet, none of the listed items matched Mike’s haul. Assuming the thieves had lied about their loot, Mike didn’t fret.
After all, his warehouse was in Atlanta, and nobody would dare trespass to investigate. Nor would anyone suspect Mike of having stolen goods. Mike thought that would be the end of it, until Luo Feng took an interest in the very same batch.
“All the items are here, though I doubt any will catch your fancy,” Mike said.
Luo Feng’s eyes scanned the artifacts; nothing seemed extraordinary. But Luo Feng had seen a glaring red dot on his system, indicating a hidden treasure among the junk.
He trusted his system implicitly. As Luo Feng inspected the items more closely, he noticed a peculiar hole in a ceramic piece. The hole’s location was strange—conventional ceramics wouldn’t have a hole there.
Upon closer examination, Luo Feng found that the ceramic was unusually heavy and solid. This was unheard of; ceramics were traditionally hollow to hold things. A solid ceramic is as pointless as an outhouse without a pit.
Puzzled, Luo Feng placed the ceramic on a table and gently chipped away at it with a small hammer. His suspicion was confirmed: hidden within was a dagger. To Luo Feng’s astonishment, the dagger dated back over two millennia. It was the very weapon used in the assassination attempt on the King of Qin by Jing Ke—a dagger steeped in history.
How such a relic ended up overseas, concealed in such a manner, was beyond Luo Feng. But now that he’d found it, he would return it to Mr. Wu.
“I’ll take this,” Luo Feng said, pocketing the dagger. “I’m surprised by your cooperation, Mike. Consider our scores settled.”
“Also, Eld was only helping me. Don’t make life difficult for him, or I won’t stand idly by.”
With that, Luo Feng and Eld left. Mike watched them go, teeth clenched in frustration.
“Boss, are we just going to let them walk away like that?” one of his men asked.
Although Mike was seething, he knew he was powerless for now. “Who is this
Luo Feng? Does anyone know?”
His men were clueless, and Mike sank into thought. Luo Feng must be a fanatic collector of artifacts. If he continued to stir trouble in Atlanta, more chaos was bound to ensue.
“So you like collecting artifacts, huh? Well, kid, today I’ll make sure you get more than you bargained for!” Mike thought, plotting his next move..
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