At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the East China Sea.
"Sir, in addition to collecting those antiques, I need some strength too! In this era, the situation is too turbulent. Although I am rich now, I still lack some self-protection power." The boy in the common shirt said hesitantly.
The white-shirted boy kept his pace and did not say anything.
"Sir, during the war, other countries will madly collect antiques and gold. This kind of things will not depreciate at any time. Once they know that I am doing it too and I am still a Chinese at that, the result will be not good."
The voice of the boy in common clothes was a little rushed. At the same time, he turned his head from time to time and glanced at the boy in the white robe but found that he still said nothing.
But while walking, he gently extended his left hand.
