Ai Hui was slightly disappointed that the group of people on Old Li’s bamboo cart did not approach him to buy the artifact remnants. He had no idea that they had not yet recovered from the shock of seeing his performance just now.
On the contrary, the businessmen waiting on the hillside were used to seeing such a performance. They crowded around Old Gao’s bamboo cart before it even landed.
For a large city like Silver City, there were many more artifact remnants in the market. The pavilion closest to the water enjoyed the moonlight first. Ever since people discovered the value of artifact remnants, the contest over artifact remnants had become increasingly intense.
