"Hi! This subordinate is incompetent!" The man in the black suit was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The silver-haired old man was silent for a moment.

"Has the other party discovered our true target?"

"Probably not. We have targeted all cultural relics this time, and it is impossible for the other party to discover our true target.

Everyone at Panasonic has the belief of a dead soldier, and they are even less likely to leak secrets."

"I hope so, but I don't want the process, I just want the results!

Give you three more months, no matter what the cost! I want the Buddha's head to appear in front of me in its entirety, do you understand?

If you can’t do it, just go back and retire with peace of mind.”

The black suit trembled all over.

"Hi! Within three months, the Buddha's head will be placed in front of your case!"

"Well! Get out!"

After the man in black respectfully exited and closed the door, the silver-haired old man remained silent for a long time before slowly getting up and walking to the knife stand where the katana was placed.

Then he took out a scroll with a simple shape from a hidden compartment under the knife rest, and carefully unfolded it slowly in his hand.

I saw two lines of elegant Chinese characters written in a dragon-snake style.

The old man's eyes were deep, and he slowly touched every word in front of him. There seemed to be fanaticism and obsession in his eyes.

He was stunned, and slowly read out the words in the scroll while murmuring.
Chapter completed!