Fatty Wang led Ye Qingtian through Dragon City, eventually arriving at an antique market.
"Treasure Sword from the Song Dynasty, it's a steal!"
"Take a look, genuine treasure from the Tang Dynasty, selling at a loss!"
"Jade Ring from the Qing Dynasty, sold for a song!"
The cries of vendors resounded back and forth.
It's said that some people spent very little here and found a priceless treasure; everyone dreams of being that person.
Ye Qingtian and Fatty Wang strolled casually, observing the wares.
Soon, Ye Qingtian reached a stall in the corner and picked up a Jade Bracelet, asking, "Boss, how much is this?"
The Jade Bracelet looked somewhat filthy and worn, even with flaws on it.
There wasn't anything magical about it.
Seeing Ye Qingtian asking, the old lady stall owner smiled and said, "Young fellow, you have a good eye; this is my family heirloom, the Spirit Bracelet."
At this point, some passersby saw the Spirit Bracelet and shook their heads.
