Fang Hong scratched his head; this was the first time his knowledge from the second world had come into play. Indeed, the second world also contained many relics of the Numelin Elves, which was a very strange thing.
"However, I will not let that damned arms dealer get away," the French girl added bitterly.
However, Fang Hong was pessimistic about this. He believed that it would be very difficult for Tianlan to fulfill her words. If the other party was relying on them to bring the statue back, they must have anticipated these issues in advance.
This technique of hitting with a stick then offering a carrot was something Miss Sicape mastered, and he had suffered greatly from it in the past.
However, he wisely kept silent.
Suddenly, Fang Hong felt that he was no longer the naive youngster who knew nothing; at least he had learned how to weigh the pros and cons, thanks to the consistent guidance of Miss Sicape.
"So, are we headed to the Traveler's camp now?" he asked again.
