A hint of tension flashed in Gong Ke's eyes, but he quickly masked it.
He took a deep breath and said, "What is Mr. Zhu referring to?"
"Our Gong family deals in antiques and indeed has a fair collection of items."
Zhu Tanggong sneered.
"Mr. Gong, stop pretending."
"We all came together today with so many experts; you don't think we're all here just for the Golden Demon Blade, do you?"
"The Golden Demon Blade is good, but compared to that thing, it's worth nothing."
Gong Ke forced himself to speak:
"Mr. Zhu, I really have no idea what you're talking about?"
Zhu Tanggong sneered.
"Mr. Gong, do I really need to make it that clear?"
"Hasn't the Yellow Heavenly Spirit Disc ended up in your Gong family's hands?"
"Do you still want to deny it?"
Upon hearing the four words 'Yellow Heavenly Spirit Disc,' Gong Ke's expression suddenly changed.
