22: Begging for forgiveness, offering up the five-clawed golden dragon.

The manager saw the manuscript on the table and was also directly stunned.

"No, no, no, this must be fake. The manuscripts were all bought by the Tycoon Paul; everyone in Borton City knows this. How could this kid have one?"

"He must be lying! This has to be fake, a forgery!"

"This person is truly shameless. To scam a Secondhand Store, he actually fabricated a lie that can be seen through at a glance. He's simply too arrogant!"

The supermarket manager looked at the manuscript and directly exposed Qin Yun.

Meanwhile, the owner of the Secondhand Store lowered his head to examine it.

Initially, he didn't pay much attention because what the supermarket manager said made sense. He had also heard the news that Paul had bought everything in a package deal.

However, as he observed more closely, his heart became increasingly shocked.

Why did the manuscript look more and more real the longer he looked at it?

Could this kid have actually gotten his hands on it?

He found Jackson's handwriting online and began comparing it letter by letter.

After the comparison, the owner found that every letter was identical. He carefully set down the manuscript and cried out in surprise.

"This... this is actually... this is actually real!"

The Secondhand Store owner's face turned crimson, and his eyes bulged like a bull's.

He was profoundly shocked, overwhelmed by a thousand emotions he couldn't put into words.

Seeing that the Secondhand Store owner was about to be deceived by the kid's manuscript, the manager immediately spoke up to remind him.

"How could this possibly be real? Did you misread it?"

"Counterfeiting technology is so advanced nowadays. This kid must be using some shady methods to play tricks!"

Seeing the Secondhand Store owner's excited expression, the manager hurriedly shouted a reminder.

Jackson's manuscripts weren't common items; they had already been bought by the Tycoon Paul. How could there still be one in Borton City? This one must be fake.

The owner shook his head. "I couldn't have misread it!"

"I've loved music for so many years. The melody of the sheet music on here is incredible; it's not something an ordinary person could create. Furthermore, it's absolutely not on the market!"

"Besides, I've already done a handwriting comparison. This is definitely Michael Jackson's authentic work!"

When the Secondhand Store owner had heard the news that the manuscripts were bought by a Tycoon, he had been very disappointed. He thought he would never have the chance to see a music manuscript again.

But with the manuscript right before his eyes, he was beyond excited.

Seeing the owner so certain, the manager suddenly panicked.

"How... how is this possible?"

"There definitely aren't any other Jackson manuscripts in Borton City. How could a nobody like him get one!"

"Even if it's real, it definitely wasn't obtained through legitimate channels. It's very likely this kid stole it."

At this thought, he instantly regained his confidence. He looked at Qin Yun with a serious face and warned him sternly.

"I advise you to give up now, or else I'll call the police and have you arrested!"

Hearing the manager's words, the owner also hesitated slightly.

Could this manuscript really be illegitimate?

"If there's no proper documentation, I won't accept this manuscript."

Although the Secondhand Store owner liked it, he was definitely no fool.

If the manuscript was stolen goods, even if he obtained it, it would be reclaimed, and he might even face criminal charges. He couldn't take that risk.

"You can't just talk nonsense. Watch what you say, or I'll sue you for defamation!"

Seeing Qin Yun being slandered for no reason by the manager, Julia was very angry.

The manager smiled dismissively.

"What nonsense? I think you're just panicking, aren't you?"

"You definitely stole it. I suggest you'd better turn yourselves in, otherwise..."

Seeing that the two were still being stubborn, the manager pulled his phone directly out of his pocket.

"What if this manuscript really is mine?"

Qin Yun had previously disdained to explain himself to this arrogant manager, but seeing that the guy had already taken out his phone to call the police, he no longer held back.

The manager was already set in his thinking. Hearing Qin Yun's rebuttal, he just treated it as a final struggle.

"Stop daydreaming. How could you possibly have Jackson's manuscript?"

The manager sized up Qin Yun from head to toe, simply not believing a word he said.

The clothes he wore were all very cheap brands. How could someone like this have the chance to obtain Michael Jackson's manuscript?

Just as he was about to dial 911, an employee beside him suddenly let out a startled cry.

"Oh!! Oh my god! I remember now!"

"You gave me a fright! What did you remember?"

"I remember! No wonder this kid looked familiar since just now. He's that Treasure Hunter who's been very popular on the internet lately, the Eastern Kid Qin Yun!"

The employee grew more excited as he spoke. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, searched for Qin Yun's short videos, and began to compare. They were exactly the same.

Hearing his subordinate's words, the manager was suddenly stunned.

"What did you say? This... how is this possible?"

"How could there be such a coincidence?"

What kind of luck was this? After talking for so long, he had actually run into the man himself.

The owner hadn't expected that the person before him was actually Qin Yun, the Treasure Hunter who had found Jackson's manuscripts.

He was so shocked he couldn't speak, stumbling back several steps.

He soon realized what a stupid thing he had done—actually suspecting the owner of the manuscript of being a thief?

This was a complete insult to Jackson's manuscript. He felt deep regret and asked in a tone that carried a hint of pleading.

"Can we... can we still proceed with the transaction according to our previous agreement?"

The owner loved this manuscript far too much. He reached out to pick it up.

Qin Yun was prepared. As the owner moved, he tucked the manuscript back into his bag.

"Since you decided to sell the shop to this person, I'm taking the manuscript back."

It was just a secondhand shop; Borton had plenty of them.

He had just sold Jackson's Dance Costumes and manuscripts. He had money in hand; he could just buy another one.

With the manuscript tucked away by Qin Yun, the owner was suddenly at a loss.

"Didn't we agree? If you give me the manuscript, I give you the shop. How can you go back on your word?"

Seeing that Qin Yun remained unmoved, he finally realized his mistake.

He had brought this on himself by not keeping his promise, watching helplessly as his beloved manuscript left him!

"I was wrong before. I received news that the manuscripts were sold; how could I have imagined the owner of the manuscript would be you?"

"Please, let's trade. I've been waiting for a manuscript for years. You can't be this cruel!"

"I... I'll apologize to you, okay? I'm sorry, I'll never..."

Jackson's manuscripts were extremely rare. If he missed this chance, he didn't know if he'd ever get another in his lifetime.

He felt immense regret. If only he had shown a little more trust in Qin Yun.

Seeing the owner pleading so desperately, the manager stood to the side, not daring to make a sound.

He felt terrible, too ashamed to stay here, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

But he still held a sliver of hope. If the transaction between the two failed, the owner might still sell the shop to him.

Qin Yun shook his head expressionlessly in refusal.

"I don't like people who don't keep their word, and I especially hate deception. I think you should find someone else."

Qin Yun's attitude was firm as he turned to leave the shop.

The owner looked at Qin Yun's bag, truly unable to let go of that manuscript.

He pondered in his heart what method he could use to salvage the situation.

Suddenly remembering a Great Xia collectible he had at home, he hurriedly spoke up.

"Qin, wait! If you agree to the trade, I'll give you a treasure."

"That treasure is extraordinary. As long as someone is from Great Xia, no one would dislike it."

He really didn't want to let this opportunity slip by. It was his own fault, and if he didn't fix it, he'd definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

Qin Yun was about to leave, but hearing it was a treasure that all people from Great Xia would like, he stopped in his tracks.

"That depends on what it is. If I like it, I'll agree."

He was very curious about what kind of treasure the owner was talking about.

If everyone from Great Xia liked it, it must be something extraordinary, so he wanted to see what the situation was.

Seeing Qin Yun stop, a glimmer of hope rose in the owner's heart.

"Please wait a moment. I'll go get it for you right now."

With that, he hurriedly rushed toward the backyard.

Qin Yun's curiosity was piqued. He wondered what treasure the owner actually had.

How could he be so sure that all people from Great Xia would be very interested in it?

In less than a minute, the owner came running out hurriedly, clutching a box.

When it was opened, inside the box was a golden scabbard.

Carved upon it were nine lifelike Five-Clawed Golden Dragons in various styles.

It was decorated with various jewels, radiating multicolored light under the illumination of the lamps.

Qin Yun's eyes widened, a sense of unreality washing over him.

Could this thing be... Without a second thought, he immediately activated his Profound Vision Treasure Eye.

A rich purple glow flickered before his eyes.