Money was a temporal object, so Jiang Ning was never bothered by it.

He didn't like to touch money. Money was supposed to be used by people, but in reality, people often became a slave to money instead. That was the greatest tragedy of life.

Ko San's estate wasn't all that famous in Seoul.

That was because Ko San himself was a very low profile man.

Only the extremely rich and powerful of Seoul would know him.

After all, it took someone with a certain level of wealth to be able to dabble in antique collection and maintain such high security.

This world was like that. Those who seemed very formidable were often not that amazing.

Those who looked ordinary and didn't even make any heads turn were often more than meets the eye.

Ko San was clearly the latter.

fully armed men in uniform were standing at

had brought any weapons in. Safety

for the auction might not be

DI DI DI...

letting him in. These people were as strict as the security guards at a president's residence. "These people are really strict. These mercenaries seem to be from that area," remarked

had come across mercenary soldiers from the war torn

its market, and Jiang Ning had not

was a

for money and for benefits, and their lives were worth

scenes flashed in Jiang Ning's

were the only survivors from their family. The most pitiful victims of war were the homeless children. Jiang Ning didn't want to even think about what would happen to all the children that were taken in

and murmured, "I have to go there again sooner or later. I hope that there will be some change when

and there were men to guide their car to their

of the car and looked around. They were surrounded by fully armed

already within the estate, they had to follow these mercenary soldiers and

San is really not simple," whispered Fei. "How much

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