You know, Dr. Kungelin is a Jew. The Jews regarded King Solomon's treasure as their private property.

Sure enough, Dr. Kungelin showed an unhappy look in his eyes and said, "You are not welcome here. You can leave."

Luo Ning was startled, and an angry look flashed in her eyes. She thought that Luo Ning, as a disciple of the inner sect of God's Domain, had great glory. How had she ever been treated so rudely?

But there was really nothing she could do about Dr. Kun Green.

What else can you do to a dying person?

Chen Yang immediately said: "Dr. Kungelin, I think you may have misunderstood. We are not short of money, so we are not greedy for King Solomon's treasures. We are just like you and have a strong interest in King Solomon's treasures, such as

The magic of the Codex Sinai, such as the legend of the Third Temple.”

Kungelin was unmoved and said calmly: "None of this has anything to do with me, please do as you please."

Chen Yang smiled faintly and said: "We can leave. We are still young and have a lot of time to study. But you, doctor, don't have much time. I don't believe that you spent your whole life studying King Solomon."

Treasure, I am still willing to go to God with this regret after death."

Dr. Kungelin's eyes became complicated. The mystery of King Solomon's treasure was his eternal regret. He should have been unwilling to die like this, but in the face of life, old age, illness and death, he seemed so fragile and helpless.

Dr. Kungelin glanced at Chen Yang and Luo Ning and said, "I can't figure it out in my whole life. How can you figure it out in the few days I have left? Impossible!"

Chen Yang said: "At least, you should pass on your accumulated experience and knowledge to us, and we will continue to investigate. Maybe God favors you and allows us to find out the secret of the treasure in your last few days?"

He paused and said, "Dr. Kungelin, do you believe in the existence of God?"
Chapter completed!