Walking with a subdued yet arrogant gait and holding his head both humbly and proudly, Gao Yi left the art gallery under the attentive farewell of the manager.
That attitude of someone rich who is afraid of others knowing but also wants them to know, Gao Yi had a good grip on it.
It wasn't until he had walked a whole block that Gao Yi finally saw Sean, who was visibly anxious.
The cautious Sean naturally worried because Gao Yi had spent just over an hour in the gallery, and then Sean had followed him from a distance, making sure nobody was trailing behind before he dared to show himself and meet up with Gao Yi.
"How come you took so long? Did you find anything?"
Gao Yi boasted with satisfaction, "Oh, I bought twenty-two oil paintings, spending 110,000 euros, with an average of five thousand euros each. I paid a twenty thousand euro deposit and can pay the balance after the gallery delivers the paintings to my castle."