He had been silent until now, just waiting for this moment. Finally, faced with the prospect of over a million yuan, Zheng Liang and his five companions couldn't hold back any longer; it looked like they were about to make their move.
"Robbery?"
Zheng Liang and his companions exchanged glances, their eyes settling on the Ancient Wood at Qin Mu's feet. The greed in their eyes was fully ignited. Qin Mu's words had provided them with another line of thought. After all, no one present had realized the value of the Ancient Wood before them. In the eyes of the onlookers, they were merely "helping out."
"I told you, we're determined to help!" he snorted coldly, having realized this. "Today, no matter what, we will help you move it! Go bring the car over!"
He then waved his hand, and along with his companions, prepared to lift the Ancient Wood again.
