Upon seeing Lin Ke appear again, all the Skuru people on the ground simultaneously looked up at him.
Foreign journalists were also snapping photos of him non-stop, energized as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Lin Ke flew to Cindy Doppler and patted him on the shoulder with a broad smile. "Doppler, this catch is extraordinarily good. I'm really grateful for your guidance."
"Don't mention it," Cindy Doppler quickly put on a smile.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a twinge in his heart.
Lin Ke had dug up valuable stuff from his ancestral home. That meant those items originally belonged to his ancestors, and the things dug up were his belongings?
But he didn't dare to say anything more, so he just kept smiling.
Lin Ke continued, "Those things, if they come from the wilderness, are unowned, and I would certainly accept them happily. But these things come from your ancestral home, and I can't ignore it."
