Ladden graciously accepted the money, all the while showering Gideon with compliments. "Old man, it seems you have a discerning eye as well! Were you once involved in the world of pottery when you were younger?"
Gideon waved his hand and grinned. "As for me, I have some knowledge of antiques, but not the art of tomb raiding."
Indeed, Gideon's familiarity with tomb raiding was limited. In his youth, he had heard rumors of treacherous exploits and daring tomb heists, like Sun Tianying's audacious plundering of Cixi's tomb. However, his many years of monastic life had left him with little interest in such endeavors or the relics themselves.
Yet, when one has lived a long life, they inevitably accumulate a wealth of information, whether actively seeking it or simply absorbing it from their surroundings. Gideon had come across stories and whispers of the treacherous world of tomb raiding, including the intriguing concept of the backstabbing support pot.
Curiosity getting the better of him, Gideon cautiously approached Ladden. "Young man, would you be willing to show me this famous ring of yours?"
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