At this moment, the onlookers shook their heads.
In their eyes, Ye Qingtian was just a naive lamb to the slaughter, mistaking a broken vase for some kind of Treasure Vase.
Ye Qingtian continued to ask, "How much?"
"Alright then, I'll give you a discount, one hundred thousand!"
The stall owner lady said with a smiling face.
Ye Qingtian swiftly transferred one hundred thousand through WeChat.
Then, he picked up the Jade Pendant placed in the corner and gently blew off the dust, revealing a faint glimmer.
Holding the jade, his heart was filled with mixed emotions; it felt very familiar yet eerily unfamiliar.
"Alright, just give this to me then." Ye Qingtian said.
The stall owner lady was slightly stunned, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes.
"Young man, do you really want it?" the lady asked.
"Yes!"
"Sir, don't you think this Jade Pendant is just trash?"
Out of curiosity, her tone became somewhat grave.
"Trash is just something placed in the wrong spot."
