At this moment, Willie finally earned the “trust” of Zhang Ermao (Cade) after a lengthy exnation and some well-ced ttery.


    Willie effortlessly transferred a total of 800,000 US dors into Zhang Ermao (Cade)’s ount.


    Upon receiving the funds, Zhang Ermao (Cade) was ted and eximed to Willie, “Oh, old man, you’re not Lei Zi; you’re the God of Wealth!”


    Willie, unable to contain his excitement, inquired, “I’ve paid the money, so everything now belongs to me, right?”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) promptly handed over the lightning strike wood, saying, “Take this for now; the rest will be delivered shortly.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Thrilled, Willie clutched the lightning strike wood, ying with it in his hands, overwhelmed by joy.


    At that moment, he felt no animosity towards Zhang Ermao (Cade). Instead, he thought about finding a secluded spot to test the powers of this magical weapon made from lightning strike wood.


    While waiting for the delivery, Willie couldn’t resist asking Zhang Ermao (Cade), “By the way, boss, do you have any simr items? If you do, I’m interested in buying everything that catches my eye.”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) shook his head and, adhering to Ye Chen’s instructions, replied, “The wrench finger and the lightning strike wood were given to me by my family for distribution. There are only these two pieces, and you’ve already taken them.”


    Willie nced around to ensure no one was nearby and lowered his voice, saying, “Brother, I believe the items you sell must havee from arger source. Since you have supported pots, there must be more than just these two antiques in the tomb, right?”<fn9961> Original content can be found at F?nd-Novel</fn9961>


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) responded earnestly, “To be honest, there is indeed a pot, but I’m only responsible for selling it. My family is more cautious than I am. I have no idea where he sourced the pot or what treasures might be hidden. He only gave me these two items to sell on his behalf. If I sell them, I’ll be able to get new items.”


    Willie’s excitement grew, “So, you do have more items avable!”


    He quickly added, “Brother, I have another favor to ask.”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) replied casually, “Feel free to ask me anything.”


    Willie said, “Could you help me get in touch with your family? I want to buy something from them.”


    “I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Zhang Ermao (Cade) responded firmly. “My family values personal safety highly; they will only meet if absolutely necessary, andmunication is one-way. They can reach out to me, but I can’t contact them.”


    Then he continued, “If you’re really interested, give me your contact information. Once I transfer payment to my family and if they have simr items, they’ll certainly sell them to me again. I’ll reach out to you as soon as I have something.”


    Willie hesitated but ultimately decided against sharing his contact details.


    In today’s world, mobile phones offer little privacy since they connect to a base station formunication services.


    Once someone knows his phone number, they can pinpoint his location to within a hundred meters, thanks to the base station’s signals.


    Willie understood this well; having lived for over a century, he kept up with modern advancements. The British Lord had once exined thetest technological developments and emphasized the importance of protecting personal information.


    Thus, despite having no doubts about Zhang Ermao (Cade), Willie was reluctant to share his contact information with a stranger.


    So, he concluded, “Alright, boss. You’ve been in the antique business for many years, and you can easily discern quality. If youe across something truly special, hold onto it. I’lle back tomorrow or the day after to check.”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>