Chapter 271 The Mistress Of Breezeworth Hall

The moment she spoke, a few owners of antique shops listened attentively.

Upon seeing their reaction, Alex’s curiosity towards the pretty lady was piqued.

Dealing with antiques involved many skills, including observing the opponent’s reaction and price negotiation tactics.

It was obvious that the antique shop bosses knew the lady. Therefore, she must likely be someone important.

“Lady, you have a good eye. This porcelain geomantic compass was used by famous strategist Hannibal to predict the weather during the Three Kingdom Wars. If you like it, I can sell it to you for three hundred thousand,” the antique vendor offered the lady with a chuckle.

Deep in thought, the lady didn’t respond.

Meanwhile, Alex was captivated by what the vendor said and couldn’t help but glimpse at the compass. The moment he saw it, his eyes sparkled with amusement.

He thought that the great Hannibal had actually used it before, but it was just a load of bull.

The geomantic compass was real, it just wasn’t from the Three Kingdoms period.

Surprised, he couldn’t help but scrutinize the vendor closer.

both the Palantirstone and geomantic compass the vendor was holding were real

a street vendor to have on hand two

shop owners who were standing beside her

is? How dare you ask for three hundred thousand?”

Maggie Grant from Breezeworth Hall. I’m sure you have heard of it. Breezeworth Hall is Eurasia’s largest auction house. The one in

now. The glaze on it is still shiny while the engravings are exquisite. However, it just lacks

fake. The workmanship and color on it use modern techniques. At most, it’s just a top–grade

not worth three

the group, the vendor didn’t care for what they said as he had no idea what Breezeworth

was.

hundred thousand, take it or leave it. If you don’t want

antique shop owners shook their heads in disbelief.

something. Fifty thousand perhaps, but definitely not

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