"Easy for you to say. Who knows if it might be you." Sorres gave Qi a sidelong glance and then turned to Mr. Rui, "Sir, I think it's better if we check inside the box first." With those words, he didn't wait for Mr. Rui's answer and proceeded to check the contents of the box himself.
As soon as the box was opened, the smile on Sorres' face froze. Inside was a sheet of paper, a very old piece of paper, not the unknown metal sheet he was expecting. Sorres' expression changed, and he pulled out the sheet of paper, threw it at Qi, and demanded, "What is this? Where did the stuff inside go?" His hysterical manner made it seem like he was the rightful owner of the box.
