Lu Xueqi (59)

Su Han remained impassive as he injected a thread of spiritual power to probe it.

The Compass showed no reaction, and that ancient fluctuation remained faint and intermittent.

"Boss, how much is this?" Su Han asked.

The stall owner's eyes darted, and he held up five fingers. "Fifty taels of silver!"

"Fifty taels? Why don't you just rob us?" Bi Yao immediately cried out. "For a piece of scrap metal like this, five taels would be the absolute limit!"

The stall owner smiled apologetically. "Miss, this really is an antique..."

With her hands on her hips, Bi Yao began putting her bargaining skills to work. "An antique? Look at that rust. For all we know, you buried it yesterday! Ten taels! Take it or leave it!"

"Miss, this..."

"If you won't sell, forget it. Su Han, let's go. There are better things up ahead!" Bi Yao made as if to pull Su Han away.

"Hey, hey, don't go! Twenty taels! Take it for twenty taels!" The stall owner hurriedly lowered the price.

"Fifteen taels! Not one copper coin more!"

"Fine, fine, fifteen taels it is. Consider it a loss on my part to make a friend!" The stall owner looked as though his heart was bleeding.

Su Han paid and put away the Compass.

After leaving the stall, Bi Yao looked at Su Han smugly. "Well? Aren't I impressive?"

Su Han smiled. "Thank you, Miss Bi Yao. You saved me quite a bit of money."

"Of course I did!" Bi Yao lifted her chin, then asked curiously, "But why did you buy that broken Compass? Is it really useful?"

Su Han's gaze narrowed slightly as he said in a low voice, "This thing seems far from simple. We'll examine it more closely after we return."

Seeing how serious he was,