Chapter 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,”

City while making idle chatter

Emrys shook his head in

There’s nothing.

to scavenge for antique treasures. Seeing Emrys shake his head, he couldn’t

hardness. However, I haven’t found any after walking around here so

here is like looking for a needle

previously receiving a special stone. I’m not sure if it will meet

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Chapter 78 Rusted Bicycle

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Emrys slapped his forehead.

so they will definitely have many rare items. I should have asked

“Mr. Lund, why don’t you come and have lunch at my house

“Sounds good,” Emrys agreed.

to wander around for a while. Just as they

Oh? There’s something good.

walked

than the rest

behind the stall. The antique bicycle’s frame was

pointed to the bicycle and asked the owner of the stall, “Aren’t you selling antiques?

a lunatic yesterday who insisted on exchanging his bicycle with me.

he spoke, the stall owner grew

sell his bicycle to

the stall

collector, not a trash collector. No one would buy this pile of

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