After standing there stunned for quite a while, Master Craft gradually regained his senses, but his face became extremely ugly. He immediately called his son over to inform him about the situation.
Master Craft's son, the young man Ye Qing saw coming over, was still reveling in the joy of making a fortune. Unexpectedly, before the dream had lasted long, someone woke him up. Staring at the empty cabinet, he was also dumbfounded.
"What... what happened here?" The young man's face turned red with fury, and he angrily gritted his teeth: "Where... where are the three genuine articles? How come they are gone? How come they are gone?"
"I want to know too!" exclaimed Master Craft furiously: "It was like this when I arrived. These three items must have been stolen by someone."
