When Zhao Yuan had come to the lawn earlier to retrieve Li Shizhen's Bronze Statue, there hadn't been a soul in sight. But now, a large crowd had gathered on the grass, especially around the spot where the statue once stood.
They were watching the live broadcast on their phones while waiting for Zhao Yuan to return the bronze statue.
They wanted to see just how Zhao Yuan would manage to bring back such a heavy bronze statue.
"Crap!" Zhao Yuan couldn't help but curse.
'Damn it, how am I supposed to return Li Shizhen's Bronze Statue now? On stage, I could claim it was magic—a combination of skill and hidden mechanisms. With the red cloth for cover, people wouldn't get too suspicious. But out here, in front of so many people and at such close range... if I pull the bronze statue out of the Storage Ring Space, they'll definitely see through it. They're bound to get suspicious!'
'Even David Copperfield couldn't make a heavy, life-sized bronze statue appear out of thin air!'
