"Zhenting, did you see? I have the genuine article right here. I was worried you wouldn't believe me, so I brought it specially today. I mean, here I am, putting in so much effort for your sake, and yet you still suspect that I have ulterior motives. How wronged I feel!"
Cao Heming gently brushed his hand over the body of the Yuan blue-and-white vase, as if caressing the skin of a beautiful woman, treasuring it greatly. He looked up at Tan Zhenting with a smile.
Tan Zhenting first shifted his gaze to the stout man standing next to Cao Heming, known as Mile, a twinkle flashing in his eyes.
The notorious Mile's reputation had reached him long ago. This master rarely emerged from the Cao Family, and Tan Zhenting had never seen him because most who had seen Mile's true face were no longer in this world. Mile was specifically responsible for handling the Cao Family's unsavory deeds; his martial prowess was incredibly strong and even rumored to be mystically powerful.
