When Wei Jinrong finished looking at yet another antique, he turned around and saw Ye Wan and Nie Jinming not far away.
On one hand, he thought that the two of them together wouldn't produce a result greater than the sum of their parts.
On the other hand, he felt that he couldn't allow anyone to seize the opportunity.
Wei Jinrong walked straight over.
There were a little over two minutes left until the end of the competition, and only one item remained on the table.
A palm-sized Eight Immortals longevity silver bowl.
Though they called it a silver bowl, it was pitch black.
If you said it was from hundreds of years ago, it was possible, as everyone knows silver items turn black without proper care.
But if you said it was from last week, that's also possible.
To test them, who knows what tricks those old folks might come up with.
However, there was a note in front of the silver bowl, saying it could only be looked at, not touched.
It was time to test their eyesight.
