The cold blade caused a slight stinging sensation.

Luo Xinghe was so frightened that he dared not breathe, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and he couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy.

Manager Wang was shocked when he saw this: "Hey, dear guest, please talk nicely!"

"Talk nicely?" Liu Jinan sneered, "I don't think there's anything to talk nicely about with a bunch of dead people."

He held Luo Xinghe hostage and continued, "I just want to have a good meal. If you insist on making trouble, then I will grant your wish."

"Wait, wait a minute!" Luo Xinghe wanted to cry but had no tears. He shook his head desperately, "Don't kill me. I can give you anything you want!"

Liu Jinan didn't take it seriously and continued to scare him: "But unfortunately, I don't need anything."

Luo Xinghe looked at the dagger so close to him in horror, and his feet were wet.

He was so frightened that he became incontinent!

Liu Jinan snorted coldly: "It's so disgusting, wipe it clean yourself."

Luo Xinghe knelt down hurriedly and used his clothes to wipe the dirt on the ground.

"Tell me, let me see how much your life is worth." Liu Jinan crossed his arms and said casually.

Luo Xinghe remained kneeling, not daring to look up at Liu Jinan.

He replied fearfully, "I, I have information about a magical treasure passed down from generation to generation! If you let me go, I will let my father give you that magical treasure!"

Liu Jinan's pupils shrank slightly, a magical treasure passed down from generation to generation!

According to the setting of the original work, there are two ways for Lingbao to come into being.

The first way is the most common one, which is the spiritual treasure born from nature.

Once this kind of spiritual treasure comes out, it will form a spiritual treasure secret realm. Only those who pass the test of the secret realm can be recognized by the spiritual treasure.

The second way is to pass down spiritual treasures from generation to generation.

This kind of spiritual treasure is often evolved from cultural relics with a long history or treasures containing the essence of the sun and the moon.

Compared to spiritual treasures that require passing tests to obtain, heirloom spiritual treasures do not have secret test realms and can be recognized as masters by just a drop of blood.

But once this kind of treasure appears, it will be controlled by the military.

After all, most cultural relics and treasures are in museums.

The remaining part is in the hands of collectors, and most collectors will not easily sell the heirloom spiritual treasures in their hands.

Even the Gu family, a centuries-old family, has never had any trace of their heirloom spiritual treasures.

"Let your people bring the heirloom magical treasure to redeem you." Liu Jinan was also very curious about what the heirloom magical treasure looked like.

Luo Xinghe looked embarrassed. He didn't dare to refute Liu Jinan, so he could only ask Manager Wang to go find his father quickly.

Manager Wang ran away dejectedly with his bodyguards.

Luo Xinghe flattered: "Can you let me go first? I promise my father will bring the heirloom spiritual treasure."

Liu Jinan glanced at him and said, "Do you think I'm a fool?"

"No, you don't look like one at all!" Luo Xinghe wiped the sweat from his forehead, deeply regretting his impulsiveness.

Liu Jinan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he activated his earth-controlling ability and buried half of Luo Xinghe's body between the ceiling downstairs and the floor of the restaurant.

Luo Xinghe's legs were almost hanging in the air, and he cried and begged Liu Jinan to let him go.

Liu Jinan simply weakened everyone's perception of Luo Xinghe and returned to the table to eat.

Hu Jianye asked Liu Jinan in a low voice: "An'an, what exactly is this heirloom? You seem to be particularly interested in it?"

Liu Jinan told everyone the origin of the heirloom magic treasure, and then looked at Hu Deyi: "Godfather, your dragon-patterned pig-killing knife also has the potential to become a heirloom magic treasure."

Hu Deyi was puzzled: "Then why hasn't it become a spiritual treasure passed down from generation to generation?"

"I just said that it has potential, but whether it can eventually become a spiritual treasure passed down from generation to generation depends on its luck." Liu Jinan said with a smile.

Zhang Wenqian nodded in agreement: "China has a long history, and there are so many cultural relics and treasures from the past. If everything can be evolved into a spiritual treasure passed down from generation to generation, wouldn't it be a mess?"

Wang Hu half-jokingly said: "It would be great if that were true. Maybe our country will surpass the United States in no time!"

After dinner, everyone waited for more than an hour.

Manager Wang and Luo Xinghe’s so-called father were nowhere to be seen.

Liu Jinan impatiently kicked the sleeping Luo Xinghe, and when he saw that he had woken up, he asked, "Where is the heirloom treasure you mentioned?"

Luo Xinghe was still a little confused until Liu Jinan took out the sharp Frost Demon-Breaking Blade.

He hurriedly begged Liu Jinan to give him a chance and send someone to find his father.

Duan Haiping suggested: "Instead of wasting time here, it is better to kill him as soon as possible to avoid trouble from the Luo family."

"No, no, no, don't kill me!" Luo Xinghe was so scared that he peed his pants. "I'll give you another piece of news. I guarantee that this news will be very useful to you!"

Liu Jinan said with great interest: "Tell me about it."

Luo Xinghe: "The Luo family has always maintained a good cooperative relationship with foreign organizations. The Luo family has a spy organization that specializes in stealing national intelligence before the end of the world."

When he saw Liu Jinan's face change, he knew that his life was most likely saved, so he quickly continued: "After the end of the world, their mission changed to seize spiritual treasures and train a team of superpowers to resist the military."

"They are also planning to steal cultural relics, but I don't know when they will do it."

"And I will never admit that I said these words in the future," Luo Xinghe lowered his head, "Even if you want to kill me, I will not admit it, because once I admit it, I will only die."

Liu Jinan nodded slightly, acknowledging the value of the information he provided.

I didn't expect that there was a spy organization hidden behind the Luo family in Micheng.

Those spies even planned to steal cultural relics during this period of doomsday when cultural relics protection was lax. It's really hateful.

Hu Jianye tugged at Liu Jinan's sleeve: "An'an, the Luo family is betraying their country, we can't let them succeed!"

"We'll talk about this later." Liu Jinan signaled him to be patient, after all, Luo Xinghe was still here.

He pulled Luo Xinghe out from underground: "My patience is limited. In ten minutes, I want to see the heirloom spiritual treasure you mentioned."

"Ten minutes? That's too short!" Luo Xinghe paused in taking out the walkie-talkie and begged for more time.

"Five minutes, or I'll just kill you." Liu Jinan said coldly.

"Ten minutes is just ten minutes!" Luo Xinghe hurriedly contacted his men, but was told an even more desperate news.

He put down the walkie-talkie and stared at Liu Jinan blankly, his eyes seemed to have lost their luster.

Liu Jinan was very surprised: "What happened?"

Luo Xinghe was in mourning: "My dad is dead! He died in a car accident just now!"

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