Several minutes later, Tang Luo saw the gift Lin Yiming had prepared for him, a blue and white porcelain jar adorned with the symbols of fortune, prosperity, and longevity.
Tang Luo activated his Clairvoyant Eyes and took a look, but there was no spiritual energy at all.
"A fake?"
"Not exactly, but a high-quality imitation from the Republican era."
Lin Yiming shook his head.
"Come on, you're giving me a fake and expecting me to give one too?"
Tang Luo rolled his eyes.
"Giving a real one would be a waste anyway."
Lin Yiming said with a mischievous smirk.
"Fine, when the time comes, I'll just say that I asked you to buy it for me. It's perfectly normal for you to be duped, and they won't say anything about it."
Tang Luo nodded and said.
"..."
Lin Yiming was speechless; was he being set up to take the fall?
"When else can you prove you're a good brother? Now's the time! Besides, you were the one who bought this junk!"
Tang Luo patted Lin Yiming's shoulder and said.
"..."
