After a few more antique curios were auctioned off, the time finally arrived for the bidding of the treasure Lu Feifei was determined to win.
This antique was also today's grand finale piece.
Many people had come specifically for this auction item.
When Lin Fei saw the staff members bring the antique forward, his eyelids twitched.
Because this auction item was a three-legged tripod about the size of a young child's fist.
The three-legged tripod looked dark gold, much like a bronze tripod, yet Lin Fei had never seen such a tiny bronze tripod before.
One had to know that tripods were generally vessels used by ancients to cook meat; even when they later became symbols of power, no one would have made a tripod this small.
However, the small size of this three-legged tripod was not the main reason for Lin Fei's astonishment.
His astonishment naturally stemmed from the previous divination oracle and prophetic verse.
"The tripod drinks blood, the ancient soul laughs"—so that was what this tripod had referred to.
Literally, it meant the tripod would drink blood, and then an ancient soul would laugh.
This truly felt unfathomable, and somewhat terrifying.
"Director Lu, why is this three-legged tripod so small? Would ancient people make a tripod this small? Could it be a toy for children?"
Not quite understanding, Lin Fei asked Lu Feifei in a low voice.
"Lin Fei, your medical skills are superb, but you are a layman when it comes to appraising antiques!"
Before Lu Feifei c…
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