Bab 211: We’re Screwed

CHAPTER 211: We're Screwed

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As soon as she examined the Dream Mist Flower and sensed how many years it might have had, she almost dropped it in shock. 

Before she could utter a single word, someone else in the room, caught in a frenzy over the flower's value, exclaimed, 

"Young Friend, how can you give something like that away so casually? If you have anything else to discard, throw it in this old man's lap instead!"

This sudden statement came from Bai Huo Shan, who had noticed the Dream Mist Flower in his granddaughter's hands and was now glaring at Ethan. 

He wasn't the only one to notice the flower.

He was not the only one to notice the flower, and even less was he the only one to know its value,

but knowing that a figure like him was present in the room, everyone tried to contain their surprise, and chattered in amazement in low voices.

"Hey, did you see that?