Really Late
Peaceful Restaurant, private room.
A projection cloth hung on one of the walls, and the picture kept shaking, but it was very clear.
Elders from seven countries sat around the round table, the atmosphere was dull.
"Everything will be revealed soon, everyone, this is a moment to celebrate!"
Ralph sat on a chair, his eyes condensed with endless enthusiasm, and he was holding a bottle of champagne in his hand when he spoke.
"Really a boy in a white robe?" The Chinese archaeologist held his breath and stared at the screen with a hoarse voice. He kept thinking about the unbelievable scene he had accidentally seen in a corner when he went to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang. (A/N: Qin Shihuang was the first emperor of the Qin Dynasty.)
"Really! And still very young, according to his appearance, not more than eighteen years old." Ralph nodded.