"Lou Xiaodong, his heart is despicable!"
When Chen Xiao heard Guo Zhengchang say this, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.
If Lou Xiaodong knew the origins of "Ten Demon Sons" and still wanted to give it to Chen Xiao.
Then undoubtedly, Lou Xiaodong's intentions towards Chen Xiao are clearly sinister.
But if Lou Xiaodong didn't know the origin of the artifact, and thought the wooden sculpture was extraordinary, perhaps even linked to a murder case, then passing it to Chen Xiao was understandable.
Chen Xiao didn't bother with what Lou Xiaodong's intentions were.
After all, he's already dead, and it's hard to pursue any blame.
Thinking for a moment, Chen Xiao asked Guo Zhengchang, "Did Elder Guo inquire about the previous owner of the wooden sculpture?"
"I asked, and it's said that more than ten years ago, someone was selling it in Xiuzhou City, and there hasn't been much news about it since."
Guo Zhengchang's response was vague.
