"Okay, put the Iron Cross away first, we need to sign a contract." Sean Knight said seriously to Kannda Kouu: "This way, both of us can feel at ease."
"Alright, but I think we need to wait a bit more."
The old Japanese soldier was suspicious, fearing that Sean might have done something fishy with the Iron Cross. After all, his father had gone through great lengths to bring back more than 100 of these items from China.
Although he didn't think their value would reach 400 million dollars, they were still a considerable treasure for the Kannda family.
He was reluctant to let them go so easily; in fact, even though he felt a little intoxicated by the energy of the Iron Cross, he couldn't shake the feeling that it had been too easy to obtain, and he was regretting it now.
How could Sean not see the old Japanese soldier's thoughts? He stepped forward, gently bumped the old man's wrist, and immediately took the Iron Cross.
