"Alright."
"I'll wait for you inside."
With that, he clasped his hands behind his back and, guided by the two attendants, walked inside, leaving the young man to turn around and approach the others.
"Fatty."
The young man raised an eyebrow:
"If I stay here, there will be one less good item, and your chances of picking the genuine article will also decrease. Don't think it's a good thing."
"Hmph!"
Fatty Qin snorted coldly:
"You're full of talk. If you're so capable, go ahead and pick them!"
The young man gave a faint smile without responding, motioned for the manager to swipe the card to pay, then turned around to look at the many antiques in the hall, his expression slightly tensing.
Fang Zheng reached up to gently rub his brow, his eyes sparkling.
Qi Observation Technique!
In an instant,
everything before his eyes changed appearance.
