Holy smokes!
Turns out that the crack under the porcelain vase wasn't a crack at all but the seal of an outer vase?
The thing is... it's worth sixty million! Damn, compared to two hundred thousand, that's a 300-fold difference. And if you compare it to six hundred bucks, it's a whopping hundred thousand times difference!
This is just...
Before he could even feel the warmth of the two hundred thousand in his hand, Fang Zhe suddenly felt as sick as if he had eaten shit, "Elder Gu... is this porcelain vase really worth sixty million?" Fang Zhe asked Gu Zhenshan, unable to let it go.
Holding the beloved vase in his hands, Gu Zhenshan played with it for a moment, then looked at Fang Zhe coldly, "Sixty million? Hmph, you're seriously underestimating the value of this vase! It's worth at least eighty million!"
Hiss!
Gu Zhenshan's words made everyone present take a sharp intake of breath.