The Guardian's Sword

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As soon as Tobias finished speaking, the two personal guards following him immediately raised their crossbows and

aimed at Frederic.

Frederic's head was instantly covered in sweat as his old face turned pale and his lips lost color.

He looked at the vase fragments on the ground with his heart in pain. The broken vase was from the medieval age

and was worth over one hundred thousand dollars at the very least.

"Captain Hooter, it's not junk, it's antiques! The vase you broke is worth at least one hundred thousand, and it would

have sold for at least two hundred thousand dollars with delicate packaging.."

"How is something worth two hundred thousand dollars not junk?" Tobias snorted coldly before ordering with a

wave of his hand, "Bring out your most expensive antique!"

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"Well..." Frederic's face seemed troubled, but his body shuddered as someone pointed at him with a crossbow.

"What's the matter? Do you want to disobey me?" Tobias demanded, looking even more haughty than before.

The two personal guards behind him took a step forward, almost putting their crossbow bolts against Frederic's

neck.

Not only was Frederic scared silent, but even the nearby customers were also trembling with fear.

No one dared to breathe!

"I... I'll get it. I'll get it right away..."

Frederic had no choice but to agree with a pained look. Then he brought in several antiques.

These antiques were not large. They were quite small.

Frederic pointed to the antiques and introduced them to Tobias one by one.

"Captain Hooter, look. These are some of the most expensive antiques in my shop. This seal was used by a

medieval Russian tsar and is on the market for at least three million dollars. And this quill is said to be used by the

great writer, William Shakespeare... Though we can't prove if that's true, it's indeed old. I reckon it's worth more

than two million dollars. And this..."

Tobias looked dissatisfied at Frederic's introduction.

"Why are they all millions and not tens of millions of dollars? I was watching TV the other day, and a porcelain vase

was sold for over 20 million dollars. Don't you have..."

Before Tobias finished speaking, Frederic said with difficulty, looking like he was crying. "You're trying to spite me,

Captain Hooter. It was all hyped up on TV! No matter how precious the antiques are, they are only antiques. How

can any of them be sold for tens of millions of dollars? If the antique industry is so popular, everyone will be

engaged in the antique business. Other businesses will be pointless...."

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However, Tobias sneered.

He sized up Frederic and said, "Really? Then what's that up your sleeve? Didn't you say you've taken out all the

most expensive antiques in your shop? What is that thing you hid?"

With that said, Tobias suddenly reached out and grabbed Frederic's wrist.

Frederic tried to dodge, but how could he hide from Tobias, the captain of the personal guards, who had received

training and was faster than the average person?

"This isn't an antique from my shop. A friend gave it to me.." Frederic rushed to explain, but Tobias had already

found what he was hiding up his sleeve.

It was an ancient bronze sword fragment!

"What the h*ll is this? I thought it was an antique. I didn't expect it to be a piece of junk. Mr. Douglas, why did you

hide such a piece of junk up your sleeve? You made me misunderstand you..."

With that said, Tobias prepared to throw away the ancient bronze sword fragment.

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