I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

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!

casually, “You know, I’m not particularly attached to them. But since you

interested, 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

words, he immediately grasped that these

like you guys are cool people. I’m in. You’re Ryan, right? Name your price, I want all

to Ryan with

help but think, “Wait a minute, Oliver didn’t plan it this way

his son, but he looked at Oliver’s pleasant expression. Jason

their turf. Everyone said that an outsider, however strong, should always respect the locals. Besides, these three people didn’t look

need to fear them.

sit quietly and see how his son dealt with

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

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

at appraising most

even bothers reading

only

real deal, a renowned master of Style Fist. When it came to martial arts value, it was safe to say that this

crew simply estimated the collectible value of those items. They priced each one at 2,000

made his offer, Otis and Siffre both stared at

isn’t something I take lightly. I despise taking advantage of friends. How about this instead? I’ll offer you guys 20,000 dollars for these three items. Consider anything extra as my treat for you to enjoy a

left Ryan and his

thought, ‘What’s

Is Oliver a fool?

money

and were accustomed to tough negotiations. It was unheard of for someone to willingly offer a higher price, let alone

dollars, but Oliver wanna

He thought, ‘So Oliver wants to keep them here and ask the police

what fate

we didn’t catch those individuals

scammed me last time.

satisfying.’ Ryan and his two companions stood there, their faces filled with bewilderment

Ryan stared at Oliver and asked seriously, “Mr. Eastwood, did you make a mistake

of 20,000 dollars, not 6,000

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