Chapter 1969: 813, betting all possessions, White Tiger Battle Saber_3

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"Hehe, actually, the item inside this object may very well be worth this price, but alas, time wears everything down, who can resist it?" Guo Jintang shook his head and heaved a sigh.

As a blacksmith, seeing a treasure from ancient times would indeed be a fortunate occasion.

However, this item is doomed to collapse the moment it's appraised.

Without much value.

The other masters some remained silent, some spoke up, but the general sentiment was that Lu Zixu was going to lose his entire investment this time.

Not a single master was optimistic.

"This guy, he can't still be on a lucky streak, right?" Sun Meng frowned and muttered to himself.

"This time it's different from before, this situation is hopeless," the Black Robe senior brother shook his head.

Hopeless.

In the other pavilions, various speculations arose, but in the end, no one offered a price over eight billion.

Only a madman would gamble like that.