The moment the thought arose, the Paris photo album appeared in his mind; he could peek into the album to take a look.
As the thought surfaced, Wen Yan felt a sudden chill in his heart. Goodness! He hadn't even dared to use that album, yet he was still being tempted.
He didn't believe for a second that when the hint specifically mentioned that all previous owners had died, it meant they had all died of old age.
Otherwise, there would have been no need to mention it.
It must mean they all died unexpectedly; every single one of them met with a violent death.
He was not superstitious, nor did he plan to use the item; at most, he would later place it in the basement as part of his collection.
Although he had acquired many trophies, basically all of them had their various pros and cons.
Thinking of the sudden thought he had just had, Wen Yan made a decision. He put all those wondrous items in a box and then placed it on Grandma's altar table, with her portrait pressing on top.
