Mu Feng turned and stepped into the depths of the auction house. Here, every lot hid an unknown secret, and he was the one capable of uncovering them.
He strolled among the various rare treasures, stopping occasionally to cast a light glance with eyes that appeared useless but were actually filled with profound mystery. With that single sweep, he could discern their authenticity and value.
Suddenly, a seemingly ordinary blue-and-white porcelain vase caught his attention. The bottle’s lines were fluid and its glaze warm, but to Mu Feng, it exuded an unusual aura. He walked over slowly, his fingers brushing the surface of the vase, his mind already made up.
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