The more they smashed, the more enthusiastic they became, even interacting with the viewers in the livestream. One of the hosts asked, "Is today's live show exciting enough, guys?
"This woman is so shameless and pretentious. Does she think collecting these antiques makes her high-class?
"Her stashing away these treasures is a complete insult to their value!
"Hit the follow button, guys, so we can keep bringing justice and transform this bitch's place into a dump she deserves."
Seeing them getting more and more out of control, I couldn't be bothered to stop them anymore. I simply glanced at the surveillance cameras in the house. Their entire act had been recorded, and when the time came, I would make sure each and every one of them paid for it.
"Guys, let's make sure we didn't miss anything. We can't leave this homewrecker with anything in one piece." With those words, the group stormed into my bedroom and started ransacking the place.
"There's a storage box here!" someone exclaimed, coming out of the bedroom holding an intricately carved wooden box.
My expression changed drastically when I saw it, and I quickly said, "Leave that alone."