NovelEnglishChapter 78 Rusted Bicycle
Yelena and Emrys didn’t mention anything about the assassins sneaking into the mansion last night, as they were afraid Cordelia
and Caylic would be frightened by it.
That was all that happened.
Meanwhile, in Antique City, Emrys decided to make some self–defense items for Cordelia, Caylic, and Yelena after last night’s
events, such as Telepathic Formation.
With that, if the girls encountered any danger, he would be able to find them as soon as possible.
However, engraving a Telepathic Formation required a high–quality emerald, as an ordinary emerald wouldn’t suffice.
Therefore, Emrys decided to try his luck at Antique City.
After walking around for a while, he didn’t find any useful items. However, he did bump into a familiar face–Franklin.
Franklin liked collecting antiques, so he would often come to Antique City to walk around.
Upon seeing Emrys, he walked over to him and said, “What a coincidence, Mr. Lund!”
Emrys nodded. “Old Mr. Sunderland, how’s your recovery?”
He had a good impression of Franklin.
“I’m much better. It’s all because of you; otherwise, I’d be six feet under.”
“That’s great to hear. Please be careful with your diet and eat less fatty and greasy foods.”
“Understood, Mr. Lund,”
The two walked around Antique City while making idle chatter with each other.
There’s nothing.
Franklin thought Emrys was like him, trying to scavenge for antique treasures. Seeing Emrys shake his head, he couldn’t help
but ask curiously, “Mr. Lund, are you looking for something here?”
“Oh, I’m looking for a few emeralds or stones with high hardness. However, I haven’t found any after walking around here so
long.”
Franklin shook his head and smiled. “Finding a real emerald here is like looking for a needle in a haystack. However...”
As if recalling something, he went on, “I remember Thomas previously receiving a special stone. I’m not sure if it will meet your
requirements.”
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Emrys slapped his forehead.
That’s right. The Sunderland family runs an auction house, so they will definitely have many rare items. I should have asked
Thomas sooner instead of wasting time in Antique City.
A meaningful smile formed on Franklin’s lips. “Mr. Lund, why don’t you come and have lunch at my house in the afternoon? I’ll
have Thomas look for that stone.”
“Sounds good,” Emrys agreed.
The two continued to wander around for a while. Just as they were about to leave, Emrys‘ eyes lit up.
Ele immediately walked toward a stall.
This stall was larger than the rest and specialized in selling peculiar items.
Emrys‘ attention was drawn to a bicycle stationed behind the stall. The antique bicycle’s frame was completely rusted.
Emrys pointed to the bicycle and asked the owner of the stall, “Aren’t you selling antiques? Why are you also selling second–
hand bicycles?”
“Don’t mention it. I met a lunatic yesterday who insisted on exchanging his bicycle with me. He claimed that it was a treasure. I’m
so p*ssed!”
As he spoke, the stall owner grew angry.
The previous day, an elderly man appeared unexpectedly at his stall and demanded to sell his bicycle to him. He also stated that
a destined person would come here to purchase it..
Of course, the stall owner refused.
He was an antique collector, not a trash collector. No one would buy this pile of junk.
In the end, the unreasonable Junatic grabbed some stuff from his stall and ran away, leaving his bicycle.
there.
As a result, the stall owner was in no mood to be intimate with his wife last night.
Emrys smiled. “Two hundred. I want this bicycle.”
“You want it?”
The stall owner was taken aback, finding it hard to believe someone would actually buy the bicycle.
“May I ask for the reason?”
Out of professional curiosity, the stall owner asked Emrys why he wanted to purchase the bicycle.
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