Kapitel 257: The Hell in Hydral's Eyes - II

"What do you mean? Don't tell me it's worth more. I couldn't have been mistaken. That counterfeit couldn't fetch more than a hundred gold coins, it wouldn't deceive anyone with a modicum of knowledge."

"Damn it, I thought I'd make a fortune when I returned to that sham jewelry store this morning, only to overhear that its production cost was one hundred and ninety gold coins! They planned to sell it in the market for four hundred a piece! And to think, even you can be mistaken!"

Diplopod had never considered the possibility of his own fallibility. As the outer market's most esteemed fence, countless artifacts and jewels had passed through his hands. For a fence, keen eyesight was paramount; many who came to offload their goods were unaware of their true value, and it was his acumen and eloquence that determined the profit.