Noticing the wad of cash, Ladden's eyes lit up as the other party handed him several hundred dollar bills.
Without bothering to count them, he swiftly pocketed the money, casting a furtive glance around before turning to Gideon with a miserable expression. "Master, to be honest, this finger charm isn't something I can sell at the drop of a hat. It belongs to my elder brother, you see. I'm supposed to wear it and use it as a token when I pick up people at the airport."
"A token?" Gideon's brow furrowed slightly. He couldn't help but question why an ordinary person possessed a magical artifact. If it was merely a fortuitous encounter, he could buy it from this guy at a slightly higher price and consider himself lucky. However, the man claimed that it was a token given to him by someone else, which made Gideon grow cautious. He deliberately probed Ladden, "Brother, can you explain the purpose of this token? Tell me more."
Ladden chuckled, lowering his voice. "My elder brother asked me to receive Hong Kong businessmen here. They're big customers in the antique circle, you know. There are some shady deals that can't be openly explained to outsiders. It's like secret agents. Communication requires a token."
Ladden pointed at his signboard, wearing a determined expression. "I reckon that the name on my signboard is just a facade. It's all a charade. Hong Kong businessmen who come to purchase cultural relics won't use their real names. They'll probably rely on this ring in my hand to confirm my connection."
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