I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 188

Oliver was dumbfounded. He wondered, “Could such a thing truly exist?”

In his mind, concepts like “Air-driving Skill” or a “fist guidebook” were bullshit. They were only found in novels and movies.

It was true that combat arts existed, but they were far from the mythical abilities depicted in literature and films. Anyway, skills utilized by professionals like Wayne and Simon in military close combat did exist.

However, fantastical abilities such as “scaling walls”, “crossing rivers with a reed”, or utilizing “internal energy” were purely fictional concepts.

Nevertheless, Oliver’s perspective had shifted since gaining his own extraordinary abilities and encountering the mystical Enchanting Hollow.

He now believed that if he could possess such miraculous powers, then what impossibilities could truly exist in this world?

He thought to himself, “This is just a fist guidebook, so it is nothing compared to the Immortality Energy, isn’t it?”

Thinking of this, Oliver calmed down and began to identify the guidebook. A second later, an identification message appeared in his mind.

[Style Fist Guidebook, authored in the fall of 1864 by a gentleman named Carl Allen, also known as Remex or Raymond Allen, the master of Style Fist. This was a genuine and handwritten manuscript penned by Raymond himself.]

[Craftsmanship: None.]

[Value assessment: The estimated worth as a historical artifact is approximately 200 thousand dollars; it’s worth 20 million dollars when it comes to its combat arts significance.]

What the hell?

Oliver was shocked.

He didn’t expect this battered manuscript possessed two extraordinary values: one as a historical artifact and the other as a treasure trove of combat arts knowledge.

He thought, ‘It’s worth a fortune, but it’s weird. Aren’t these people frauds?

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Why are these things genuine?

The first two may not be worth much, but at least they’re not fake!

items. He just asked casually, “You know, I’m not particularly attached to them. But since you brought

Ryan said awkwardly, “Mr. Eastwood, perhaps this isn’t the best timing. I recently sold some incredible items, and I’m left with only a few things that aren’t worth a fortune. Siffre mentioned you to me, and I genuinely

grasped that these individuals had no idea

You’re Ryan, right? Name your price, I want

said to Ryan

think, “Wait a minute, Oliver didn’t plan it this way earlier. Wasn’t

couldn’t help but want to remind his son, but he looked at Oliver’s pleasant expression.

their turf. Everyone said that an outsider, however strong, should always respect the locals. Besides,

fear

decided to sit quietly and see how his son dealt with

nodded. “Mr. Eastwood, how about you give me 2,000 dollars for each item?

the surface, but inside, he couldn’t help but think, “This guy has no clue about the true value of that fist guidebook. It’s clear that he knows

decent at appraising most items, they were unfamiliar

bothers reading a fist guidebook

worth, something only true combat arts

insights. And Raymond was the real deal, a renowned master of Style Fist. When it came to

the collectible value of those items. They priced each one at 2,000 dollars, a fair but

his offer, Otis and Siffre both stared

about this instead? I’ll offer you guys 20,000 dollars for these three items. Consider anything extra as my treat for you

words left Ryan and his

thought, ‘What’s

a

he have more money than he can ever

It was unheard of for someone to willingly

for 4,000 dollars, but Oliver wanna pay 20,000 dollars. Who would

truth. He thought, ‘So Oliver wants to keep them here and ask the police to deal with

curious to see what fate

shame that we

last time.

would have been immensely satisfying.’ Ryan and his two companions stood there, their faces

Eastwood, did you make a mistake in your statement, or did I mishear you? Are you certain

20,000 dollars, not 6,000 dollars?”

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