"I'll treat you to dinner, Younger Brother-in-law!"
Qin Gang's face was shining as they stepped out of Fatty Diao's mansion.
They returned to the factory for a while, then went to the city center to have a meal.
After saying goodbye to Qin Gang, Tang Hao returned to his mansion, went into the study, and spread out the ancient silk scroll on the table.
His intuition told him that the silk scroll hid a secret. However, he could not understand what the weird symbols meant.
He looked at it from all directions and even flipped it over, and discovered nothing.
Tang Hao furrowed his brows, feeling extremely frustrated.
Suddenly, he had an idea. The qi on the silk scroll was extremely strong, even much stronger than any antique he had seen before.
He thought that it was because the item was from the Warring States period, but he had a hunch that there was something unusual about the item itself.
He carefully touched the silk scroll.
