Dyon was completely confused by the paper weight cauldron. It was exquisitely designed and he faintly felt that it was the most precious thing within the small space. But, it didn't seem to have any functions. It wasn't a real cauldron, nor did it have any abilities. Dyon's first guess was correct, it really was just an over the top paper weight, the kind rich people with too much money bought.
'Three? What's that supposed to mean?'
Dyon took it out and rolled it over in his hand. It was extraordinarily heavy too, even he found it hard to hold it up. If he bashed it over someone's head, it would probably have pretty good results.
If those who knew how valuable this 'paper weight' was knew that Dyon took it for little more than a good brick, they'd probably faint from anger.
In the end, Dyon couldn't figure anything out, so he set it aside, pulling out a beautiful set of white robes.
'How pretentious… I like it.' Dyon grinned.
