Nibel Manor, in the spacious reception hall.
After learning that the story came from that era,
Ye Yuan quickly shut his mouth, not daring to ask any further.
After all,
the great 404 deity was everywhere.
Even though he was currently in Kamchatka,
he could not escape the notice of that deity.
"Can I meet that old man?"
Ye Yuan raised his brows.
Someone who had possessed a Tiger Tally in those days—
he did not believe the man had only this little in his hands.
Since you hadn't returned to the country for so many years, it seemed you had no intention of going back.
But Huaxia Nation's fine things should not be left behind in this frozen Kamchatka.
Ye Yuan was not a hundred-percent hot-blooded patriot,
but he still felt somewhat dissatisfied about so many Huaxia Nation artifacts ending up abroad.
If he never came across them, that was one thing.
But if he did, he would find a way to bring them back.
He did not necessarily have to donate them,
but keeping them in his own hands was still better than leaving them with those bananas, wasn't it?
Who knew? Those bananas might sell them off one day.
"Unfortunately, that old man passed away more than a decade ago.
His grandson is working at my mine now.
If you want to see him, you can do so anytime!"
Nibel felt a little uneasy as he spoke.
After all, they were both from Huaxia Nation. He did not know whether Ye Yuan would be angry upon hearing that his compatriot worked in a mine.
One had to know that working in a Kamchatka mine was no good thing.
Not only was the weather harsh, but the work was also extremely dangerous.
"Forget it. I won't meet him.