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Meanwhile, the representatives of the four countries never took their eyes off the young man.

They watched as Shen Wang walked into the first golden carriage.

Watching Shen Wang stop, looking at the gold bars, watching his back—though his expression was unclear, the momentary pause, the gesture of reaching out to touch them, the slow, deliberate movement through the carriage…

Mr. Smith, the American representative, smiled slightly.

"Ha, young people, they're still just young people!"

A barely perceptible tremor appeared on the tense face of the German representative, von Richthofen: "It seems that this Mr. Shen is not much different from us."

Soviet Ivanov nodded, unusually not refuting: "Liking money is a good thing."

Mr. George, the English representative, picked up his coffee cup, took a small sip, and said with an air of complete confidence, "If you like money, it means we can talk! As for money, we..."

He paused, then smiled meaningfully.

"We have plenty!"

Smith picked up the conversation, his tone relaxed: "Even if it's not enough, we can always earn more. As for how to earn it..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the other three understood.

What's the fastest way to make money?

Rob.

Their ancestors all did this.

The representatives from the four countries exchanged smiles, creating a rare moment of harmony.

Seeing Shen Wang's excitement upon seeing the gold, they felt relieved!

In their view, as long as the other party loves money, everything will be easy.

In this world, problems that can be solved with money are not really problems.

However, what happened next completely stunned these representatives!

When they saw Shen Wang enter the antique carriage and stay there longer than in the gold carriage, Smith's smile began to look somewhat unnatural.

"How long has he been inside?" he asked in a low voice.

"It's been almost ten minutes." George glanced at his pocket watch, his brow furrowing slightly.

von Richthofen's gaze sharpened as he stared in the direction of that carriage.

Ivanov didn't speak, but the naiveté on his face had vanished, replaced by a complex scrutiny.

Then they saw that scene—

Shen Wang stood motionless in front of an artifact.

That's not the attitude someone should have when they see something valuable.

That is……

That is……

Smith's heart skipped a beat.

That's the attitude he adopts when he sees something extremely precious, extremely important, extremely... that makes him unable to remain calm.

And when Shen Wang raised his hand and gently touched the direction of the bronze statue through the protective layer—

The hearts of the representatives from the four countries sank simultaneously.

"Oh no!" Mr. George muttered, forgetting to put down his coffee cup.

They understood.

That young man did love money, but what he loved even more were the things that money couldn't buy!

such as--

Those things that once belonged to his homeland, but were taken away by his ancestors.

I love money, but I love my country even more!

……

When Shen Wang finally stepped out of the carriage, the representatives of the four countries quickly exchanged a glance.

George, the English representative, was the first to greet them.

"Mr. Shen!" His smile was even warmer than before, and his tone carried a deliberate ease.

"Seeing your appreciation for these cultural relics truly warms my heart; they are treasures of human civilization!"

Shen Wang glanced at him but didn't say anything.

George felt uneasy, but his smile remained unchanged as he continued:

"Speaking of which, the fact that these artifacts were able to eventually reach our British Museum back then... well, there's quite a story behind it."

"When we came to China, our original intention was to help our compatriots in your country to enlighten their civilization and spread advanced science and technology..."

He paused, and seeing that Shen Wang didn't react, he thought there was hope and quickly added:

"Although there may have been some... well, minor misunderstandings along the way, the starting point was absolutely good! It was to help the Chinese people!"

Shen Wang's lips twitched slightly.

Von Richthofen also stepped forward, unusually adopting a humble attitude:

"Mr. George is right. Some of our actions in your country back then... well, it was actually due to the international situation. If there had been a better way of communication at the time, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many misunderstandings."

Ivanov also came closer, his face displaying the "sincerity" characteristic of the Soviets:

"Comrade, we Soviets also disagree with some of the things that happened during the Tsarist era. Those were mistakes of the old era, crimes of imperialists! We Soviets stand on the side of the oppressed people!"

Mr. Smith, the American representative, spoke last: "Mr. Shen, history is a confusing mess, and it's difficult to judge the rights and wrongs of the past by today's standards."

"But one thing is certain—we are sincere in our feelings towards you and towards today's cooperation! Let bygones be bygones, let's look forward, shall we?"

"Yes, yes, everyone look forward!"

"It's all a misunderstanding! A misunderstanding!"

"Our intention was also to help you!"

……

Shen Wang looked at the four guys in front of him, each with their own agenda, and listened to their high-sounding nonsense, and sneered inwardly.

Misunderstand?

help?

Enlightenment?

The images of the bronze artifacts, scrolls, and treasures bearing witness to a thousand years of civilization that he had just seen in the train carriage flashed through his mind.

How did they leave this land?

It was stolen.

It was burned.

It was taken away casually when he was murdered.

Now these same people stand before him, casually calling it a "misunderstanding," a "help," or a "mistake of the old days"?

He really wanted to retort—

Okay, since it's a misunderstanding, then I'll go to your country another day to "misunderstanding" your compatriots and "help" bring the things from your museum back to China. Let's "misunderstanding" each other to our heart's content!

But he held back.

Now is not the time to turn against each other.

Each of the four representatives is backed by a vast empire.

Although he had the system at his disposal and countless trump cards, it was absolutely foolish of him to offend four major powers in one fell swoop.

If we're going to fight, we have to fight them one by one.

To settle accounts, we have to do it item by item.

Shen Wang took a deep breath, and his expression returned to calm.

He looked at Smith, at von Richthofen, at Ivanov, at George, and suddenly laughed.

The smile was faint, so faint that it revealed no emotion.

"You're all right."

His voice was as calm as still water.

Let bygones be bygones.

The representatives of the four countries all breathed a sigh of relief.

Smith quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Shen is indeed a wise man!"

von Richthofen also smiled, a rare occurrence: "Mr. Shen is magnanimous and admirable."

Ivanov nodded vigorously: "The Soviets most admire friends like Comrade Shen!"

Mr. George elegantly raised his coffee cup: "Cheers to our friendship."

Shen Wang looked at them, smiling but saying nothing.

But I silently made a mental note of it.

Misunderstand?

One day, I will make you understand what a real misunderstanding is!

"Oh, right,"

Shen Wang suddenly spoke.

"To show our friendship, I have also prepared some gifts, please accept them."

"A free gift?"

The representatives from the four countries looked completely bewildered.

"What gifts has Mr. Shen prepared?"

Shen Wang smiled slightly and said with a playful expression, "It's just some military rations, nothing more than cheap trinkets."

"Military rations?"

The representatives from the four countries were even more bewildered.

But then they all laughed.

In any case, this was the first time that Mr. Shen had expressed goodwill towards them, which made the four foreigners feel a little better.

As for the so-called "gifts" or "military rations" that Shen Wang mentioned, the representatives of the four countries didn't care at all.

Can this barren land produce delicious food?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!