Chapter 67 A Joke at the Antique Trading Market

Xu Jingkai held the middle-level magic weapon whose spiritual energy had been absorbed secretly by Wang Ke, regarded it as a treasure, and was excited to return to his family’s antique shop. When he found his father in company with two middle-aged extraordinary men in suits and leather collars, he exclaimed joyfully without a second thought, “Dad, I’ve just found a treasure, a middle-level magic weapon. Haha... I bought it for just 10,000 yuan.” He lifted the black plastic bag in his hand, a look of jauntiness on his face.