Chapter Seven: The Moment the Sword's Edge Reveals Itself

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The livestream started, just as netizens had hoped! Moreover, it was an official media account broadcasting live! A full 360-degree, multi-angle coverage of the theft scene at the Little Eagle Nation’s Jiabo Museum!

Through the footage, it was clear that the museum, once filled with countless cultural relics, was now far from chaotic but mostly empty inside the display cases.

“Wow, it doesn’t look like they smashed things violently; they just took the exhibits straight from inside the cabinets.”

“Judging by the skill, this must be a coordinated gang operation, right?”

“Definitely a gang. Otherwise, how could there be no sound or disturbance at all? Remember, there’s 24/7 surveillance here. Managing to steal items while dealing with the cameras isn’t something one person can pull off.”

“Rumor has it, last night the monitoring room found nothing unusual. It must be some computer genius hacking their surveillance and altering the live feed!”

“This is insane—like a blockbuster movie turned real life! Could such a sci-fi event really happen?”

“Listen, have you noticed? It seems all the stolen items are our own cultural relics. None of the foreign jewels or similar items were taken.”

“Oh, you’re right. Looks like only our relics went missing. What’s going on here?”

“Damn, are they specifically targeting our relics?”

“Damn it, if I find out who did this, they won’t get away with it!”

“Hey, don’t just talk tough. With their skills, even if you knew who they were, what could you do?”

“Can we stop arguing? This gang is after our relics. We should unite and find any clues to get our treasures back!”

“Exactly! Even if we couldn’t get these relics back from the Little Eagle Nation’s museum before, at least we could see them. Now that they’re stolen, we might never see them again. We can’t just let our treasures disappear!”

“Unity—what we need now is unity!”

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In the livestream chat, netizens commented and tried to spot any clues through the ultra-high-definition cameras. Their mood shifted from mere curiosity to frustration.

To have their own cultural treasures targeted was unforgivable!

Meanwhile, the people of the Little Eagle Nation, who had initially reacted with anger, gradually calmed down.

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Because as long as their uniquely Western jewels remained untouched, the fact that the Shang-Xia relics were stolen was somewhat acceptable. After all, those artifacts had been looted from them centuries ago. Although the museum theft was embarrassing, it was not entirely intolerable.

Some even mocked the Shang-Xia netizens, but they were soon overwhelmed by fierce backlash and silenced.

At the Bureau of Foreign Affairs—

In the same conference room, at the same table—

Ye Guohong’s eyes widened as he stared at the report on the Jiabo Museum theft three times before he snapped back to reality!

Then, a hearty laugh burst forth.

“Hahaha, this is satisfying, truly satisfying!”

Ye Guohong couldn’t help but tap the table, his eyes moistening.

Though there was no concrete evidence linking this incident to a certain caller, Ye Guohong was certain it was Lin Yang’s doing!

After all, that caller had inquired just last night. Now, overnight, the Jiabo Museum was robbed, and only Shang-Xia relics were missing.

If there were no connection between the two, Ye Guohong simply wouldn’t believe it.

So, even without a confirming call, Ye Guohong proceeded with the plan they had previously agreed upon!

The department responsible for international mail was immediately taken over!

He was ready to welcome the relics home!

The other leaders present were equally thrilled.

“Old Ye, now we just wait for the relics to return, then we can confirm it was that person’s doing!”

Tang Wensheng, the second in command, eyes red with emotion.

“It’s our failure. We couldn’t protect our ancestors’ legacy, so now a young man must bring our relics home for us!” Ye Guohong’s voice was also filled with passion.

Though the relics hadn’t arrived yet, he was already convinced they would return safely.

“Old Ye, one more question—if the relics do come back smoothly, should we make it public?” Han Zhaoyu, the third in command, asked, his plump face flushed.

“Well…”

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Ye Guohong tapped the table again, honestly still undecided about whether to announce it publicly.

If they did, no doubt it would cause many complications.

But if they kept it secret, it would feel like a betrayal to Lin Yang.

After all, Lin Yang risked unimaginable dangers overseas to retrieve the relics. Keeping it hidden would be no different from not recovering them at all.

Seeing this, the other leaders wisely remained silent, letting Ye Guohong think carefully.

This was a grave matter; every decision needed to be made with utmost caution.

Minutes later, Ye Guohong struck the table decisively, his sharp gaze sweeping across the room.

“I’ve decided. When the relics return, we will announce that they were anonymously donated by an overseas benefactor!”

“Make it public?” The leaders exchanged solemn looks.

“Of course!”

Ye Guohong’s voice rose slightly. “We cannot let this person’s efforts stay in the shadows. He deserves to be treated like a hero. Though we don’t yet know his full identity, the world should know his deeds!”

With that, Ye Guohong slowly stood, his eyes gazing far toward the Little Eagle Nation’s direction.

“We Shang-Xia are no longer what we were decades ago. If we can’t protect—or at least openly protect—what has returned to our country, how can we justify the countless sacrifices made by so many over the years? It would make us look cowardly!”

“Old Ye speaks wisely!” The leaders nodded in agreement.

“The relics are being sent back to us. If we still don’t dare to announce it, that would be truly shameful!”

Ye Guohong declared firmly: “A young man overseas dares to risk everything to bring back our ancestors’ treasures. How can we be timid and hesitant?”

“For decades, Shang-Xia has strived and fought so that at critical moments, every son and daughter of Shang-Xia can stand on a solid foundation.”

“Now is the time to reveal the sharp edge of Shang-Xia’s sword!”

“The relics must return safely. So must the people!”

The leaders’ expressions turned resolute.

“Yes, Old Ye, we understand! We will prepare comprehensive reception plans for the returning route—air, sea, and land—from the Little Eagle Nation!”

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