"Young Master Feng, you're here too, welcome!"
Boss Fang, the person in charge of the antique convention, hurriedly approached the young man as he appeared, calling out with a similarly flattering and respectful tone.
"I'm just here to buy something. I heard that a Pill Furnace will be featured tonight, is that right?"
Feng Shaoqing spoke with a gloomy expression.
"Indeed, it's something I stumbled upon a few years ago. Today, I brought it out specially to liven up the event,"
Boss Fang said with a fawning smile.
From a distance, Xiao Yifeng took in their conversation. Hearing the words 'Pill Furnace', his pupils sharpened, and a hint of brilliance flashed in his eyes.
"Bring it out for me to see,"
Feng Shaoqing commanded in a deep voice.
"Certainly!"
Boss Fang nodded and gestured to a subordinate. Quickly, two men in black approached, carrying a large box and placing it on a table.
