"Alright," Feng Jun agreed without hesitation when he heard about Xia Nation antiques. "Do you have photos?"
"Photos... I really don't," Paul said with a bitter smile. He understood that he had probably run into a Xia nationalist.
Xia porcelain had once been hugely popular on the Western Continent. So to Mairui people, even if most Xia cultural relics were not particularly valuable, Xia porcelain was still worth collecting. That was why his family had some in its collection.
But those items were merely collectibles. His family had no plans to sell them, nor did they think they were priceless treasures. Why would they have taken photos of them?
Of course, he did not dare say that to a nationalist, so he offered no explanation.
Feng Jun nodded. "Alright. Send them to the Daoist Temple in Alansmu, Leo Kingdom. Remember that?"
He could not be bothered to show off how capable he was, nor did he want the other party to know his background, so having them sent to Sophia was best.
As for whether Paul might refuse to comply, Feng Jun truly did not care—if he still dared refuse after looking into the Daoist Temple in Alansmu, then Feng Jun would respect him as a real man.
Yet Paul's reaction still caught him by surprise. Paul froze for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "Sophia?"
"Huh?" Now Feng Jun was puzzled. "You know her?"
"I know of her, but we're not close," Paul said with a bitter smile. He slowly closed his eyes again, looking pained. "The Jensen Family is bigger than mine, but not by much... We met a few times at banquets. She was a dazzling jewel."
In truth, he knew far more than he had said. Sophia's rebellious actions were a well-known story in upper-class