Yin Tian turned his head and saw Wang Dong with a smug look on his face.
The box was divided into two parts, with the top part being elaborately crafted, while the bottom seemed utterly plain in comparison.
As soon as the antique shop owner saw Wang Dong approaching, he started to flatter him immediately, "Mr. Wang is here! For you, I'll charge just the cost price – five thousand yuan will do."
Wang Dong snorted at Yin Tian and swept the money over.
He picked up the wooden box and raised an eyebrow at Yin Tian.
Yin Tian smiled, "Then sell me this wooden base."
"For you, two hundred yuan will be enough," said the owner nonchalantly.
Yin Tian tossed over two hundred yuan and picked up the wooden base.
Wang Dong scoffed from the side, "You took away my wooden box, now you have to save face with this wooden base?"
Yin Tian smiled and looked at Wang Dong, "Who says I wanted that box?"
