Xu Xinling continued to play the role of a misleading beacon.
Whatever she took an interest in, Tang Feng looked down upon with disdain.
This infuriated her, feeling that this guy was deliberately opposing her.
Meanwhile, Tang Feng had gradually figured out Xu Xinling's preferences; this woman liked those seemingly shiny, pretty things.
Little did she know, these items were often blatant fakes.
It was precisely the "junk" she disregarded that was the truly good stuff.
Of course, this wasn't entirely accurate, because there were many fakes with sophisticated aging techniques, which tested one's ability to discern their authenticity.
"Ding! Scanned a Qianlong Imperial Wolf Brush... Estimated value 30 million!"
While the two were aimlessly wandering about, the system suddenly issued a prompt.
Tang Feng's steps faltered, and he found it hard to breathe.
A brush worth 30 million?
Could it be any more exaggerated?
