Chapter 28


    Chapter 28,A Man Like None Other


    The Horington Antique Street was thergest 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 disyed


    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 Jared’s first time in a ce


    like that, his curiosity was piqued by the smorgasbord of items on disy. When they saw the look on


    Jared’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 weing smile, a fat stall owner


    pulled Jared toward his stall. Then, he whispered in Jared’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!”


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    Jared swept his gaze toward the fat man’s stall that was no more than two meters wide. There were


    more than a dozen loose items strewn across it, and all of them looked really old. In fact, some of the


    bronze items were even covered with rust. When he caught Jared looking at his stall, the fat man


    turned on 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 money for the medical bills. Or else, I wouldn’t even


    be doing this.” Ignoring the stall owner, Jared knelt down and picked up a piece of iron ore that was


    covered with rust. Then, he began to examine it in detail. Amongst the pile of inanimate objects, only


    the unassuming lump of iron ore was emitting a faint hint of spiritual energy.


    “Kid, you truly have a good eye. This is an insignia carried by a pce guard in ancient times.


    Unfortunately, it was soaked in water underground, causing it to rust extensively. If you fancy it, I’m


    willing to part with it for ten thousand.” The fat stall owner gave an enthusiastic description of the item


    when he noticed how fascinated Jared was with it. “That damn fatty is going to make a tidy profit again


    by selling that lump of worn-out iron ore for ten thousand.”


    “Fools like that guy are the easiest to trick. This time, the fatty is definitely going to ughter him.” The


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


    “Nheless, this is still good stuff!” Jaredmented with a nod to himself.


    Holding the piece of iron ore, he could feel the rush of its spiritual energy getting stronger. In response


    to Jared’sment, the stall owner smiled cunningly to himself. He added earnestly, “That goes


    without saying. My 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 my treasures.” As the stall


    owner continued his story, his eyes began to redden while tears actually flowed out.


    Watching the stall owner’s unconvincing act, Jared couldn’t help but scoff internally. “I’ll take it for ten


    thousand. I’ll transfer it to you right away.” Without a moment’s hesitation, Jared took out his phone to


    pay. ted at the news, the stall owner provided Jared with his ount details.


    “Kid, you’re a real easy-going person. Nheless, I have to make it clear that I don’t ept returns,


    so you had better note backter to do so.” “Don’t worry, I’m not returning it.


    If my judgment is wrong, I’ll bear the consequences myself.” Chuckling, Jared transferred ten thousand


    to the stall owner. The moment he heard the notification of iing funds, the stall owner couldn’t hold


    back his joy.