"Five items?" Sean Knight stepped forward and grabbed a rusty, shapeless iron sword, "With things like this, let alone five items, would ten items even make up 10% of the treasure's share?"
The iron sword had already rusted into a lump of rust, and Hans could only awkwardly smile.
He was indeed a collector, but not the kind who dealt with firsthand relics.
By the time items reached his possession, they were usually appraised and processed, like those in the storage room earlier.
As for the rusty lump in Sean's hand, it was clearly an ancient artifact, but before cleaning, Hans wouldn't know its worth or if it was worn by a celebrity, if there were any inscriptions on it, and if there was any heritage behind it.
"These items were given to me by a trading partner who went bankrupt because of insufficient funds. Some items in this collection were acquired by him, while others were sold to him by others.
