Next, Ye Hanjun had his eyes opened wide.
He was still young and among the crowd, ninety percent of them were his older brothers and sisters.
These people had visited mystical lands, braved perilous areas, and shopped in various markets... All sorts of opportunities had allowed them to accumulate quite decent fortunes.
"Eh, Donger, where did you get this from?"
The trading session had just begun, and everyone's table was filled with items of all sizes.
These items, either gleaming with radiant light that pierced the sky, or made up of cold bone and jazzed with ghostly air — a feast truly for the eyes, causing many to marvel.
Ye Qiuguo sat next to Ye Dong, watched her painstakingly arranging her treasures. She hadn't initially been interested, simply glancing over casually.
Unexpectedly, this glance caused her to be completely captivated, staring at a few thin silver cicada wings, her cheeks showing a hint of curiosity.
