La let Wilbur stay on the line and sounds of rapid tapping on the keyboard could be heard from the phone. Around ten secondster, La said, "I''m so sorry, sir. There''s no information on the three cauldrons at the moment. They are probably in someone''s private collection."


    Wilbur expected the oue, so he was not surprised. He continued to say, "Help me find out how many people are in touch with the cauldrons in recent years, then analyze who interacted with them the most."


    "Got it."


    La immediately understood what he meant. Since there were nine cauldrons, there was no doubt that the nine cauldrons were connected. Since they were connected, there was a high probability that someone collected the sixth, eighth, and ninth cauldrons together.


    Therefore, all La had to do was find out who the collectors could be. Then, find out how to investigate them. Perhaps they could find the remaining cauldrons that way.


    Soon, La could be heard from the phone, "Sir, from the information I gathered, only Mister Kearson and the ck Panthers have the longest interaction time with the ninth cauldron. If you want to find the ninth cauldron, I think you can start from them, sir."


    "I got it."


    Wilbur fell into deep thought after he hung up. La never gave wrong intel, so the Nine Dragon Cauldrons must be connected to the ck Panthers, it was not surprising to Wilbur. They worked for Fremont, after all.


    However, he wondered why Kearson would be interested in the bronze cauldrons. He recalled that night he drank with Kearson. ''If he likes collecting Dasha bronze cauldrons, why would he allow himself to sell the bronze cauldron to me?'' thought Wilbur.


    Wilbur wondered if Kearson was a duplicitous person who acted differently behind his back. Regardless, he was in Korlyn, the capital of Rostead, so there was no harm in meeting Kearson again. Wilbur felt like it was very coincidental. He thought he would head to another nation immediately, but unexpectedly, he had to stay in Rostead for a while.


    Wilbur had Kearson''s number saved because they drankst time, so he called him right away.


    "Hi, Mister Penn. Why did you call me early in the morning? Don''t tell me your bronze cauldron has been stolen by a cultivator again. That would be awful, but you know, my powers are limited, so I can''t help you."


    "That''s not the case, Mister Kearson. You''re mistaken. I didn''t call you because my bronze cauldron was stolen. On the contrary, I have the bronze cauldron. I just want to have a chat with you."


    "You want to talk?"


    "That''s right, Mister Kearson. Are you free right now?"


    "Of course."


    "Good. I''ll be waiting for you at Josephine Cafe."


    Wilbur hung up and went to Josephine Cafe. He sat at a table near the window


    and waited for ten minutes. Kearson walked in with a smile and said, "I''m so sorry, Mister Penn. I had some matters to attend to, so I waste."


    "It''s alright. Please have a seat."


    Wilbur turned to the waiter and ordered, "Two coffees, please."


    Kearson asked after he sat, "So, may I ask what is it you want to talk about, Mister Penn?"


    Wilbur purposefully avoided mentioning the bronze cauldron in case Kearson got wary. He replied, "I heard you''re very well-informed on collectibles, Mister Kearson. So, I want to learn from you."


    "Oh, you''re here for collectibles. Could it be that you''re interested in other things aside from the bronze cauldron? As long as the price is right, I think we can negotiate."