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TL: Zhao
Editing: Krisaia

Chen Quan picked up the opened bag of chips just like Li Yiming did a few hours ago. After so many years spent negotiating with buyers and estimating their bottom lines, he was confident that he had just made an offer Li Yiming could not refuse. 

Li Yiming put down the piece of paper, his mind working out the implications of Chen Quan’s proposal as quickly as he could. It was going to be some kind of auction party for artifacts. ‘Well, if one thing’s for sure, it’s that this event is reserved for the privileged few…’ 

“Why me?” 

“I trust what I remember.” 

“Curiosity can lead you down a dangerous path.” 

“Do you want to know what I dream of in life?” Chen Quan suddenly interrupted Li Yiming and started a long narration. “My grandfather was a gravedigger, just like me. He was caught red-handed and sent to the firing squads when I was still a child. But that wasn’t before he instilled in me a great interest for history and archeology. I wanted to be an...