Chapter 345 Ronan Is in Awe
The crowd was overwhelming. Ronan looked at the unprecedented scene before him. His shoes had been stepped on several times, and
even his collar was askew.
After straightening it, he still felt reluctant. “Ms. Quinnell, are we really leaving like this? If you want that candle jar, Mr. Lott will definitely
give it to you.”
“The candle jar used for the guardian angel is meant for the family that worships it.” Wynter strung the Epoch Collection with a red string and placed it in her bag.
Smiling, she said, “Uncle Ronan, we can’t covet others’ blessings. It may backfire. Plus, Mr. Lott is a good person. His items are all genuine.”
Although his items were pricey, they were not fake. It was reasonable.
After listening to her, Ronan rubbed his head. “I thought you would think I’m getting ripped off by always buying from him. His prices are clearly higher.”
“Nowadays, good items are scarce, and there aren’t many real businesspeople left in the circle.” Wynter was smart and naturally saw through things.
“You were born here and don’t want to see it decline. After all, our
ancestors’ things used to go out from here. You just want to keep as much as you can.”
Ronan paused at her words. He had been in Panzarath since birth.
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When his grandfather was alive, he was most concerned about items
that were sold outside of Panzarath.
Ronan couldn’t afford to buy them back himself, but he wanted to
make sure that the folks in Panzarath who dealt with antiques could still make a living. That way, the aesthetics of their ancestors’
generation would not be lost.
What he hadn’t expected was that Wynter would see through his thoughts.
Others thought he was just a wasteful prodigal son who relied on his ancestors’ money.
Ronan looked at Wynter and smiled. “Ms. Quinnell, I’ve offended you in many ways before. I hope you can forgive me. Now I finally understand why Mr. Quinnell values you so much.
“To be honest, I had some initial prejudices against you. Mainly because, as you can see, everything in Panzarath is based on circles.
If you don’t know enough, you can only integrate slowly.
“But I was too narrow-minded before. With your knowledge and demeanor, you don’t need to integrate into any circle.”
Ronan was very pleased now. “You really resemble Mr. Quinnell when he was young. It’s right for him to hand over the company to you. I
agree with that.”
“The company?” Wynter rubbed her wrist. “I don’t plan to take over.
But we can talk about that later.”
As she spoke, she raised her hand and handed one of the copper
coins strung on a red string to Ronan. “Here, this is a Xerton coin. It
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doesn’t look very nice, but wearing it can attract wealth.”
Ronan didn’t expect to have one himself. His eyes widened, and he quickly waved his hand. “No! I can’t accept this, Ms. Quinnell. This is too valuable.”
“Valuable? This is just a replica. It’s not as expensive as you think.” Wynter stuffed the coin into his pocket.
Ronan wanted to say something more, but then he noticed Wynter still focused on cleaning the coins as if nothing had happened.
With some slight pressure on the knife handle, the last remaining copper coin revealed a lotus shape.
t didn’t look like part of the Epoch Collection. This one exuded a calm feeling, more like an artifact of a religion.
Ronan stared and asked, “What is that, Ms. Quinnell?”
“A little toy,” Wynter replied. She strung the copper coin with the red string and paired it with a bell before putting it on Wolf’s wrist.
Puzzled, Wolf stared at the thing on his wrist, shaking it back and forth. He was asking if this thing was supposed to keep him from
going crazy.
“For now. I’ll change it for you when I find something more suitable.” Wynter caressed his head and smiled faintly. “But even if you do go crazy, it’s okay. I’m here.”
