Hiding in the shadows, Wang Hao and Gao Qian'er couldn't help but be dumbfounded when they saw the other party treating the inscribed stone as a treasure and lifting it onto the yacht, completely at a loss.
They exchanged glances, and Gao Qian'er asked, "Why did they carry that stone away?"
Wang Hao curled his lip and said, "Probably because they think my masterpiece is so sublime it will be remembered for millennia. They must want to place it in some shrine for incense offerings and worship."
Gao Qian'er rolled her eyes at Wang Hao's narcissism.
She had seen narcissists before, but Wang Hao's was a narcissism of international proportions, something she was encountering for the first time.
Wang Hao scanned the surroundings and said, "Miss Gao, you stay here and don't move, hear me?"
Gao Qian'er nodded seriously like a well-behaved girl and said, "Mhm, I got it. Be careful!"
Wang Hao flashed her a grin, then leapt onto a tree trunk like an agile leopard.
