Elijah wasn't foolish, he naturally knew what a real national treasure was.
If he had to categorize, in his eyes, this treasure was not only more upscale than those porcelains but even more important than those beast heads!
Of course, everyone has their own perspective.
"What do you plan to do with this treasure?" Elijah asked.
"Of course, take it back to our country." Sean answered casually, "Leaving it here is a waste."
"But the process…"
"That's not your concern. I have my own ways." Sean said and handed Elijah a check.
Elijah took a look, 100,000 dollars!
"That's too much." Elijah felt somewhat guilty for accepting so much.
"It's not. It looks safe now, but we never know when we might encounter a gun." Sean understood very well, "We were lucky this time."
After Elijah left, Sean stored the Bronze Man in his spatial realm.
On the second day of dawn, Sean was woken up by a phone call.
It was his uncle.
Sean chuckled. The old man was anxious.
