At that moment, Zhao Xueyi saw the astonishment on Yuan Hongjian's face and said, "Indeed. In the past, on Sundays, Master Su would also go to the antique market. Whenever someone came looking for him and brought something for him to examine, he would appraise the items one by one. He basically never made a mistake."
Hearing this, Yuan Hongjian still found it extremely puzzling. It wasn't that he looked down on Su Yilin, but even sharp-eyed experts in the antique trade occasionally "took medicine" and got cheated. Yet a disabled man who was nearly blind could remain undefeated—it all seemed rather mysterious.
However, he suddenly remembered a saying: "Three feet of ice does not freeze in a single day." Su Yilin's "ice" had probably not frozen in a single day either! As the saying went, practice made perfect. To become as skilled as Su Yilin, the hardship he had endured was something ordinary people could hardly imagine.
Su Yilin smiled and said, "Boss Zhao, you're really flattering me. If you ask me, if I hadn't already known you all back then, I might very well have been eaten by others until not even my bones remained."
Zhao Xueyi laughed. "You've had it so difficult. How could we possibly cheat you? As for those heartless scoundrels, we merely helped you deal with them while we were at it. It was nothing major."
Under normal circumstances, after hearing about Su Yilin's experiences, anyone with even a shred of conscience wouldn't deliberately cheat him. Still, there were inevitably some cruel and unscrupulous people in this world who would target Su Yilin for a little money. Whenever they encountered such people, Zhao Xueyi and the others wouldn't hold back either.
Hearing this, Yuan Hongjian no longer found it strange. He asked, "Master Su,