The Man’s Decree

The Horington Antique Street was the largest antique market in Jazona. Many antique collectors would visit it, hoping to score a treasure. Both sides of the street were filled with roadside stalls that displayed all sorts of antiques, including silverware, bronze coins, paintings, etc.

One could find everything under the sun there. Nevertheless, one also had to rely on one’s eye to tell the genuine goods apart from the fakes. Even the most experienced antique specialists could be fooled due to the excellent quality of the imitations.

As a result, it was very difficult to discern the authenticity of the items sold. One would have to rely on both skill and luck to be able to spot any treasures.

Since it was Kai’s first time in a place like that, his curiosity was piqued by the smorgasbord of items on display.

When they saw the look on Kai’s face, many of the stall owners smiled in glee. To them, he was obviously a fool that could easily be cheated.

“Kid, what are you looking for? I have everything here, and I guarantee they’re all authentic!”

Armed with a welcoming smile, a fat stall owner pulled Kai toward his stall. Then, he whispered in Kai’s ear, “Let me tell you, everything I’m selling was excavated from the ground and is at least a thousand years old. If you buy them, you would definitely make a fortune by reselling them!”

There were more than a dozen loose items strewn across it, and all of them looked

his charm. “Kid, why don’t you take a look and see if there’s anything you like? I’m being forced to sell them because someone in the family is sick, and I need

owner, Kai knelt down and picked up a piece of iron ore that was covered with rust. Then, he

only the unassuming lump of iron ore was

is an insignia carried by a palace guard in ancient times. Unfortunately, it was soaked in water underground, causing it to rust extensively.

description of the item when

is going to make a tidy profit again by selling that lump of worn-out iron ore for ten

to trick. This time, the fatty is definitely going to

owners from the surrounding stalls began gossiping among themselves as they watched

is still good stuff!” Kai commented with a nod to himself. Holding the piece of iron

wares are the best, and I’ve never cheated anyone before. If not for a sick family member, I wouldn’t be selling it for ten thousand as I consider it one of

eyes began to