"Are you kidding? Who am I?" Lin Tian rolled his eyes. "You need to have a bit more confidence in me. Without the most basic trust, how can we have a story between us?"
"Smooth talker!" Chen Moxiang gave Lin Tian a white-eyed look and said no more.
"You've got the goods, hurry and get them to the rendezvous point!" Lin Tian quickly approached Chen Moxiang. He gently swung the backpack from his shoulder, held it in his hand, and handed it over.
"It's really heavy, be careful!" Lin Tian's arms showed bulging veins; with his strength, even he struggled. If Chen Moxiang was not cautious, it might just drop to the ground!
"Hiss!" Taking the backpack from Lin Tian, Chen Moxiang gasped involuntarily.
When Lin Tian held it, it looked easy, but once in hand, one could feel how heavy these ancient artifacts were: "This guy's really a freak!"
She instinctively commented.
