Xun Jiasheng's presumptuous conjecture made Zhou Dewei somewhat displeased. However, Zhou Dewei appeared to be very patient and didn't get angry. Instead, he just shook his head and said, "I don't know any female ghost, and am not a relative of any female ghost. I only know this gramophone."
Seeing everyone's anticipation, Zhou Dewei didn't hesitate to reveal, "My family used to run an antique business, and it wasn't until my generation that we switched to security. The pressure in the antique business is considerable, sometimes even leading to bankruptcy, and occasionally, even to sacrifice one's own life."
"Your eyes seem fine to me," Xun Jiasheng interjected.
Jin Xin couldn't help but remark, "Not only did you 'lose sight', you also offended."
At a loss about Jin Xin's meaning, Zhou Dewei clarified with a smile, "When one speaks of 'losing sight' in the antique business, it means they have misjudged the value of an antique, not that they're blind."
