Chapter 94: Cry If You Want to Cry, I Understand How You Feel!

"I don't believe it! I refuse to believe it!"

"Why is Wang Bo here?"

"He shouldn't be here!"

Fatty Wang stormed into the backyard in a panic.

He hurriedly pulled out a large box from under a bed cabinet, his hands trembling as he opened it. Inside lay the treasured set of Wang Zun goblets—five in total, not a single one missing.

"This isn't real... it can't be true!"

With shaking hands, he picked up one of the goblets and forcefully scraped its surface with his fingernail.

After just two strokes, a layer of gold foil peeled away, revealing the dull bronze underneath…

A heart-wrenching wail erupted from the backyard.

Only Angkor understood the depth of that scream.

Fatty Wang had undoubtedly rushed back to verify the authenticity of his Wang Zun goblets, only to discover that every single one was fake. Meanwhile, the true set—the priceless originals—was in Lin Beifan's hands. Overcome with despair and fury, he had no choice but to cry out in anguish.

To be honest, Angkor wanted to scream too.

But he couldn't.

All he could do was suffer in silence, licking his wounds.

At that moment, Old Sun stepped forward, his voice filled with excitement. "Young man, are you interested in selling this Wang Zun set? I'm willing to offer 3 billion!"

His eyes were bloodshot, fixated on the exquisite goblets as if possessed. Even when he had seen Song Huizong's calligraphy earlier, he hadn't been this eager.

Lin Beifan shook his head. "Not for sale. I like this set too much."

"Don't reject me so quickly! If 3 billion isn't enough, I'll raise it to 3.2 billion… no, 3.5 billion!" Old Sun pleaded desperately.

"Three and a half billion?!"

The crowd gasped in shock.

That was an astronomical amount!

With that kind of money, one could live a life of endless luxury. Even buying an entire building and living off the rent would be more than enough!

3.5 billion!

Angkor wavered.

How could Lin Beifan just hand over a treasure worth 3.5 billion?

How foolish would someone have to be to pass up such an offer?

Angkor felt the urge to slap himself.

But Lin Beifan remained resolute. He shook his head once more. "I won't sell it at any price. I don't need the money."

"If it's not about money, then how about an asset exchange?" Old Sun's eyes gleamed desperately. "I own 15% of Wantong Building—I'll transfer my share to you!"

"15% ownership of Wantong Building?!"

The crowd gasped again.

This wasn't just any property—it was prime real estate!

Wantong Building was a massive commercial complex in the heart of Mohai City, with a land value exceeding 20 billion. Old Sun's 15% share alone was worth 3 billion.

More importantly, the building generated over a billion in rental income annually.

A 15% stake meant a steady stream of 150 million every year!

A literal cash cow!

And Old Sun was willing to trade that for the Wang Zun set?

Jealousy filled the air.

Meanwhile, Angkor wished he could stab himself—just a little, not enough to die, but enough to feel something.

Yet, Lin Beifan still refused. "I appreciate the offer, but I won't sell. I simply love this set too much."

"Don't be so quick to turn me down! If Wantong Building doesn't interest you, I also own shares in Maotai, Universe Row 1, Apple, and more! Let's discuss a deal!"

The crowd took yet another sharp breath.

Old Sun was practically letting Lin Beifan name his price.

He could have anything he wanted!

But Lin Beifan remained unmoved. "Mr. Sun, it's no use. No matter what you offer, I won't sell. This Wang Zun set is too precious to me. I plan to pass it down as a family heirloom."

"Are you really sure?" Old Sun's voice trembled. "I can still—"

Lin Beifan's expression darkened. "Enough, Mr. Sun. My answer won't change. No matter what, I won't sell!"

Finally, Old Sun gave up. "Alright then... at least let me look at them for a little while longer!"

"Of course!"

At that moment, Lin Beifan turned and embraced the dazed Angkor.

"Brother, thank you!"

"You've given me yet another incredible surprise!"

"A complete set of Wang Zun—priceless, legendary Wang Zun—and you secured it for me!"

"A treasure worth 3 billion… and I only spent a little over 10 million to get it! Haha!"

"And let's not forget the Song Huizong calligraphy from before…!"

"Brother, I'm so grateful to you! Truly, thank you so much!"

"You're my lucky star!"

Lin Beifan patted Angkor's back enthusiastically, each slap echoing with a loud thud.

Angkor stood there, completely numb.

His heart was frozen. His limbs were cold.

He wanted to laugh along with Lin Beifan, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't.

He didn't even dare to open his mouth.

Because if he did, he feared he'd burst into uncontrollable sobs.

At this moment, he envied Fatty Wang hiding in the backyard.

At least Fatty Wang had the freedom to cry his heart out.

But Angkor? He had to endure the pain in silence.

In the end, he forced out a weak, lifeless response: "Mr. Lin… congratulations."

Lin Beifan beamed. "No need to be so formal! I profited so much—do you really think I'd forget about you? Once we get back, I'll reward you handsomely! I'll give you 10 million and promote you to a higher position!"

Losing over 3 billion, only to receive a 10 million reward and a small promotion…

Angkor wanted to cry.

"Brother Wu, why aren't you smiling? Are you not satisfied with my reward?"

With tears in his eyes, Angkor nodded vigorously. "No, I'm very satisfied!"

"Then why are you crying?"

"I'm just… so moved! No one has ever treated me this well before, except for you, Mr. Lin!"

Lin Beifan patted his shoulder. "Of course! You're my brother! If you want to cry, just cry—we all understand how you feel!"

That was all it took.

"Waaaaahhhh—!"

Angkor broke down, sobbing like a child who had lost everything.

He cried as if mourning the death of his entire family.

At that moment, Fatty Wang suddenly rushed out from the backyard, clutching the five fake Wang Zun goblets in his arms.

His expression was fierce and determined. "I won't sell them! I refuse to sell these five Wang Zun! I'll pay back the money!"