A method doesn't have to be good; it just has to work.
Gu Shengsheng cut to the chase. "I'm in this line of work, too. And I still think it's not worth risking your life over. You're already halfway to losing it all."
"Xiao Hei, come here. I have a question for you." Gu Shengsheng beckoned, looking perfectly composed.
The man called Brother Hei was furious. "Who are you calling Xiao Hei? My name is Heizi. Everyone else calls me Brother Hei."
"Alright, alright, Heizi." Gu Shengsheng didn't see the point in arguing about it.
"Let me ask you. Now that you can't get in touch with your contact, shouldn't you be thinking of other options? Like finding a new buyer? Or considering that even if you get these artifacts out alive, you still need to be alive to sell them."
"What are you getting at? You think you know anything about these artifacts? And you're already criticizing our haul."
"Are you even in the antiquities business? You're just here running your mouth."
