Huo Sining was unclear about what was on Huang Zhenlong's mind, and after refusing the old gentleman's request, although she did not regret it, she still felt a bit uneasy in her heart.
Beside her, Ji Kun seemed to have noticed Huo Sining's dilemma and spoke up to help her out: "Junior sister, this precious sword is obviously not an ordinary item. Where did you find it? It's probably cost you quite a lot, right?"
Huo Sining snapped back to reality, and an odd smile appeared on her face. She reached out her hand and gestured a sign.
Ji Kun immediately laughed: "Five million? What kind of idiot who doesn't recognize value sold such a good sword to you for five million?"
Huo Sining shook her head and curled her lips at Ji Kun with an enigmatic smile: "Not five million, five thousand. To be exact, it was one hundred thousand in Dongyang Currency, but when converted to RMB, it's only worth a bit over five thousand."
