Before dawn.
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A pair of pure silver chopsticks engraved with exquisite patterns, a blood-red bracelet so dark it was almost purple, and a gold ingot, these three items were spread out in the open bundle.
Lin Baohe, his hands trembling, picked them up and caressed them, not because of their value, but because they had been touched by his birth father and mother...
Jiang Qi looked at Old Lady Lin with a smirk that was not quite a smile, "Which items did you sell? Tell us."
"Just... just these."
From that hesitant and mumbling voice, it was obvious there must be more. These few items were probably left because they were difficult to sell, or else, there would likely have been nothing left at all.
"If you tell the truth, considering your advanced age, you might avoid imprisonment, but if you continue to resist, don't blame us for not showing enough respect for the elderly," Jiang Qi said, rolling up his sleeves.
