At this moment, Charles let out a sigh of relief.
Then, he sat opposite to Bright.
At this very moment, the tea tray was brought out and placed on the tea table.
Just as Charles was about to say something, an intense twitch spread across his lips.
Looking at this massive tea tray made of purplish red golden silk nanmu ebony wood, he was taken aback.
"How rich must one be to act with such reckless disregard for resources and tradition?"
Such a fine piece, instead of being well preserved, it was actually being used as a mere tea tray. If other collectors knew about this, they would probably lose their cool and take a swing at Bright.
"Mr John, this tea tray... Is quite impressive..." Charles chuckled, a hint of embarrassment lingering in his words.
"It's just average, nothing special, not worth much money." Replying to Charles, Bright said calmly.
