Shadow was listening intently, and when Qing Chen suddenly stopped, he looked up and said, "Continue reading?"
Qing Chen shrugged his shoulders: "That's all there is."
Shadow grumbled: "The ancestors preserved this artifact for so long, and it's just a brief family letter? Isn't that a joke."
When he brought this to his younger brother, he thought it would be very useful.
But now he realized it was just a worthless letter, and felt a bit awkward.
Shadow pointed to another framed glass: "Look at that one, what's written on it? It seems to have many languages."
Qing Chen glanced at it, it was a piece of well-preserved white copperplate paper, originally a large sheet, but now only a small fragment remained.
He just took a quick look and realized something was off, German?
Just then, as Yangyang was picking fish bones, she leaned over for a glance and casually said, "A headphone manual."
Qing Chen was surprised: "You know German?"
