The two of them looked as if they'd seen a ghost in broad daylight, having no idea when this young man had gotten into the back seat. The man in the passenger seat was quickly knocked out by Ye Qiu.
"If you don't want to die, take me to meet your boss right now."
"Who... who are you?" The driver had no idea who the other party was.
"Who do you think? You stole my stuff. Of course, I want to see who has the nerve to steal from me."
The French driver seemed to realize what was going on, thinking of ways to notify the boss or shake off this man.
He even considered whether he could kill the other party.
In France, theft cases range from minor to major, depending on the value of the stolen item. If this painting was indeed worth millions of euros, he'd likely spend his life in prison, which he definitely didn't want, fearing being bullied by inmates.
The man kept thinking about how to drive away, while Housekeeper Eugene was also following them.
