The two people on the ship looked in the direction Lin Feng pointed, their faces instantly stunned.
Mr. Qi glared at Lin Feng, asking sternly, "You punk, do you even know what those are? 10 boxes? You dare make such a boast!"
Lin Feng smiled, "Isn't it just that stuff? What's the current market price, five hundred? Don't worry, this small amount of money, I, the grandpa, have it!"
Mr. Qi looked at Lin Feng suspiciously, "Do you think just saying you have it makes it real? Who can't brag? You punk, don't try to mess around, I've mixed in Qing River for years, I've seen all kinds of characters, don't ask for trouble yourself!"
The man in the cabin was clearly also scared by Lin Feng's big words. He stammered while counting, "10 boxes, that's twenty-five million?"
"What, scared you guys?" Lin Feng chuckled, keeping his expression normal, "You guys are too timid... As for why I need so much stuff, I won't explain it! If you doubt my capabilities, I can prove it to you."
