"Put it down!" Lin Fang's irritated voice suddenly came from beside her.
"The old man said that everything here was given to me, so don't blame me for being rude if you keep stealing my things." After speaking, Lin Fang walked over to Feng Jiu, snatched the black bowl from her hands.
He held it up in the air and examined it, yet he couldn't find anything special about the bowl.
"What's so good about this thing?" Lin Fang asked curiously. He couldn't figure out the mystery of the bowl, but judging by Feng Jiu's earlier expression, this bowl was definitely a treasure.
"It's just an ordinary bowl, what's so good about it?" Feng Jiu said dismissively, as if the black bowl really was nothing special.
But Lin Fang scoffed, "An ordinary bowl, how can you lie through your teeth like this? If it truly was ordinary, why would he have kept it here?"
To know that there wasn't a single ordinary item in this attic, it was clear that Feng Jiu was just trying to evade giving up the treasure.
