Yang Xiao walked and walked, then suddenly stopped again.
Today, there were still many good items in the antiques market stall area, and even though it was no longer morning, Yang Xiao could continuously spot good finds.
As he walked along, he had already seen several, but he had no interest in making a move himself; he had to leave some hope for others.
After all, those items weren't particularly good. It would be no problem to buy them for a few hundred yuan and sell them for several thousand, but to sell them for tens of thousands was difficult, unless he encountered someone who truly liked them.
Now that Yang Xiao was a multimillionaire, he wasn't so desperate.
Besides, with the young master of the Shangguan Family and his servant following him, he didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble.
However, the item he saw this time was different; even by his standards, it was a very good find.
