But as it turns out, she was overthinking it. After all these years, with Yan Xiuning married off, the once renowned Yan Family had long been forgotten. Who in this city would still remember such a family?
"I don't know, never heard of it. But if you're asking about appraisals, you can check out Chiz Street."
"Chiz Street?"
"Yes, it's an antique market. Once you get there, you should be able to find their news."
Bazhong is a well-known historical city in the Yubei area. Naturally, it's no surprise that such a city has an antique market.
Ying Hao stood at the back and heard this. His brow furrowed, not for any other reason but because this city is not only a historical city but also a den of thieves. This made him extra vigilant, on full alert.
After finding out the place, Ye Ning prepared to take a bus to whatever Chiz Street was. But at this moment, Ying Hao, who had always been on her back, suddenly began to cry. Her little face was flushed, and she cried fiercely.
