Gideon felt like a person who had spent a lifetime yearning to win the lottery, but luck had always eluded him. Yet, here he was, winning the jackpot not once, but twice in a single morning. In simple terms, it felt like purchasing several lottery tickets for many years, without winning even a small amount of five dollars and then abruptly hitting the jackpot not just once, but twice.

At this moment, Gideon’s 156 years of life experience couldn’t shake his belief that this might all be a trap. Why wouldn’t he doubt? After all, magical artifacts weren’t exactly a dime.

Throughout his years of service to the Lord, he had only been granted one magic weapon for self-defense. It wasn’t even his to keep, he had to return it upon his return to the Lord. So, if the Lord was unwilling to give him even one thing, who would deceive him with two? Deep down, he felt unworthy of such fortune.

With no room for doubt, Gideon’s heart brimmed with ecstasy. He calmly approached Zachary’s booth and asked, “Boss, are you Zachary?”

demeanor casual as he replied, “That’s me.

“Hello, I bumped into your younger brother at the airport earlier. I happened to notice a finger ring in his possession, so I asked him about it and decided

one willing to pay three million for that finger ring?

have a deep passion

more knowledgeable. The ring isn’t worth three million. If my brother asked you for that amount and you agreed, I would think

was momentarily taken aback. He had spent years secluded in his practice, unaware of the current market prices for antiques. Additionally, he hadn’t set foot in China for two decades, making him unfamiliar with the prices there. To him, the asking price of three million

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