In the tea room, as De Gaulle recovered from his shock, he almost immediately pulled out his phone and sent a message to his subordinates, ordering them to head to Italy immediately.
His clan had been searching painstakingly for this secret for hundreds or even thousands of years, traversing almost all continents, and now finally had the last clue. How could he not be eager?
Moreover, this secret was about to be unveiled by him personally, in his generation.
This would be an unparalleled honor for him, and he could thereby ascend to the position of the spokesperson for the clan, standing at the pinnacle of power!
After the successful message prompt appeared, De Gaulle finally put away his phone, still showing residual excitement in his eyes.
He picked up the teacup on the table and drank it in one shot, pondering, "Mr. Qi, thank you!"
"However, I am very curious about how you managed to pinpoint the exact location of these places on the map."
