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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 875

By the time they left the museum, it was already afternoon.

Breezy was responsible for driving the car and taking Henry and Delsean back to the hotel. Mahmoud said something to Breezy and left. From the beginning to the end, he didn't talk to Henry at all.

After getting on the car, Delsean handed Henry a card and said, "Mr. Zhang, this is the invitation for tomorrow's auction. You can use this to enter the auction hall. Tomorrow, I can't take you in."

"I understand." Henry nodded his head. Tomorrow he would try to get the tripod. Everyone associated with him would be in trouble.

After returning to the hotel, Henry asked for dinner and asked the waiter to bring it to the room. Lying on the bed, he closed his eyes and started to think quietly. The leather coat was put in the tripod. What was the relationship between the tripod and the leather coat?

At that time, Henry did not recognize that it was a famous tripod. Otherwise, he would not

have ignored the copper tripod so easily.

It should be known that this tripod and the Simuwu Tripod were produced in the same period.

The Simuwu Tripod appeared at the late stage of the Shang Dynasty, which was an important time period in the mythical history of China.

In the late stage of the Shang Dynasty, millions of stars started appearing. It was said that whoever was able to find out the unique comet among those stars would increase his knowledge and become immortal.

In that era, there were too many myths. In the past, Henry did not pay much attention to these things, but now, he had to pay attention to them.

The copper tripod came from the late-stage of the Shang Dynasty and the blood-red coat in the tripod remained untouched for a thousand years... From the moment he knew it, there was a continuous fog in front of Henry. He removed a layer and found that behind the layer of fog, there were more things waiting for him to dig and explore.

Of course, this did not make Henry feel powerless. On the contrary, these mysterious things more and more aroused Henry's curiosity.

An ear-piercing ringtone broke Henry's train of thought.

Henry picked up the phone, pressed the answer button, and put it beside his ear.

"Hey, Boss, the things happening in Wulu City have become very big. Where did you dig out the copper tripod from the late stage of the Shang Dynasty?" Wade's voice sounded on the phone.

"Well, since when have you become interested in this kind of cultural relics?"

"Boss, I'm going crazy here. I'm practising Qi-refming every day. Can you imagine how boring it is?"

Through the phone, Henry could feel the resentment in Wade's heart.

"What do you want to do if you don't want to practice? Come out and fight? If you don't reach the late stage of the Transformation realm, wouldn't you feel ashamed to fight next to me?" Henry said grumpily.

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