253 Huizhong Auction House

"Feng Dao, are you sure that he was the person who ruined our business last time?" A black shirt man asked the person next to him.

"Yes, I remember clearly. Last time, if my knife didn't have a certain collectible value, and if I hadn't lied that it was a collectible for my friend, I don't think I could have escaped!" A man whose name was Feng Dao said.

"But how did he know that there was a knife in your luggage?" The black shirt man asked, puzzled.

"This was the most incredible and most dangerous thing. I suspect that our affairs had been known to him! Otherwise, I had never opened the baggage when I entered the airport and passed the security check. How could he possibly know? Even the x-ray didn't reveal it. Could he have x-ray vision?" Feng Dao frowned and said.