777米奇影

Accompanying break time was naturally meal time.

Kawashima Miyuki undertook the duty of leading everyone to the dining table.

Following the meal, Yamamoto cast a puzzled look towards Luo Feng. Luo Feng, however, remained silent on the topic of the artifact exchange. “What’s with Luo Feng? Isn’t he going to broach the subject?”

In the privacy of his museum, Yamamoto voiced his concerns to Kawashima Miyuki.

“I’m not sure, we may need to wait a few days. Let’s be patient,” replied the ever-naive and sweet Kawashima Miyuki.

“This won’t do. It seems Luo Feng won’t instigate the discussion unless we take the initiative,” Yamamoto worried.

“You’re right. Luo Feng has come to our Sakura Nation on his own volition, signaling his willingness to exchange. We can’t just wait for him to make the first move. We want the artifacts, so we should take the initiative,” decided Kawashima Miyuki.

“Agreed, I’ll make the call.”

With that, Yamamoto dialed Long Jianfei’s number.

After all, in this exhibition, Long Jianfei was the decision-maker of the team.

The call was better placed to him.

“Director Long, how can I assist you?” she answered.

“Director Yamamoto, do you need something? Did you forget to mention something earlier?” Long Jianfei’s puzzled tone matched her confusion. They had just parted ways, why would they call so soon?

“How about we gather for a post-meal tea? And let’s have Mr. Luo Feng join us.”

As Yamamoto proposed this, a subtle smile crept onto Long Jianfei’s face, unseen by the caller.

Long Jianfei knew Yamamoto was becoming impatient. Luo Feng had a knack for keeping people in suspense.

“Very well! ”

Long Jianfei, seeing Luo Feng’s nod of agreement, concurred.

Subsequently, several team members started to disperse.

Half an hour later, they congregated in a tea room near the Tokyo Museum, surrounded by society members, some bearing tattoos.

In the tea room, a woman knelt, serving tea to the dignitaries.

In a secluded room, while a tea girl was pouring tea, another was playing the zither, creating a high-end atmosphere.

Luo Feng, however, knew that in Japan, such a scene wasn’t considered the pinnacle of luxury.

Back home, only those willing to spend a sizable amount could afford such an experience.

“Everyone, let’s cut to the chase. We all have the same intention, so let’s lay out our conditions. What do you think?” Yamamoto, tired of the runaround, proposed eagerly.

“I’m afraid I don’t quite understand what you mean, Director Yamamoto,” replied Long Jianfei, feigning confusion. This matter was between Luo Feng and Yamamoto; she held no sway in the decision.

“Mr. Long, I want to know if we can finalize our previous deal now,” Yamamoto asked patiently, in a friendly tone.

“Ah, I refer to the prior agreement regarding our Sakura Nation’s two swords,” clarified Yamamoto, visibly frustrated.

“Oh? That matter? Well, we can certainly negotiate a trade for the swords!” Luo Feng agreed, much to Yamamoto’s relief.

“Excellent, Mr. Luo. If I recall correctly, you initially proposed an exchange involving over 100 artifacts, right?” asked Yamamoto.

“Yes, I did mention that. However, I must insist on personally selecting the artifacts,” replied Luo Feng.

Having observed the many counterfeit pieces in their museum, only personal selection would appease his concerns. Still, he saw no need to deride their museum.

After all, even in his homeland, counterfeit artifacts were not uncommon.

The world is vast, and the number of artifacts is countless, with methods of forgery continually evolving.

It’s quite normal for even experts to be deceived.

Not everyone is Luo Feng, equipped with a system for artifact identification.

Nevertheless, the quantity of fakes in his homeland is minimal, especially compared to the Sakura Nation.

Despite their extensive understanding of Chinese history, many forgeries still appear. He reasoned that the number of counterfeit European artifacts would be even higher.

“Ah! Mr. Luo, your lack of sincerity is glaring!” Yamamoto protested, upset at the imposing demand.

“Sincerity? Director Yamamoto, recall that it was you who proposed this arrangement, not I. You invited me to set the terms. Now, upon presenting my conditions, you accuse me of insincerity. If you can comply, then do so. If not, remember the old saying, ‘business not settled, friendship still stands.’ Can you truly say I lack sincerity?” retorted Luo Feng.

Although delivered politely, Yamamoto felt each sentence stung deeply..