Overall, the procedures went smoothly, albeit somewhat intricate.
Constant signing, signing, and more signing until my hand was sore.
"I walked first."
The person in charge of the Bililand Museum for this tour, a middle-aged white man, nodded slightly and left the room first.
After he left, the head of the Furong City Museum, a refined and handsome older man, stood up and seriously shook hands with Chen Xuan:
"Thank you, young man, for bringing back one of our ancestral artifacts."
"It was just good luck, you're too kind."
Chen Xuan hastily bowed in response.
"In the future, do come and interact more. After all, once an antique becomes spirited, it represents a rejuvenation of a long-forgotten history. Recording and uncovering history is one of our job roles. We hope for your continued support."
"Certainly, it's also part of my obligation and duty."