"Boss, you want me to open a jar?"
The middle-aged Soul Master who had been about to leave froze for a moment and asked in disbelief.
"Yes, open a jar."
Lin Xiao nodded and pointed at the vase on the counter. "This vase is finely crafted and quite old. It has considerable value as a collectible. To a collector who takes a fancy to it, it would be worth at least a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. I can't accept such an expensive thank-you gift, so why don't you open a jar?"
In truth.
Forget a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins-even a million meant little to Lin Xiao.
What was the point of having more money?
He couldn't buy jars for himself anyway.
He might as well swindle...
Pah...
He might as well guide others into opening jars. Only then could he receive the tenfold jars as rewards.
Opening jars and improving his strength-that was what Lin Xiao valued most.
By the same reasoning, that was also why Lin Xiao had asked Huyan Zhen to open a jar.
Wasn't getting a jar with ten times the drop rate much sweeter than taking a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins from him?
Besides.
If Huyan Zhen got carried away, wouldn't Lin Xiao stand to gain even more?
"Really?"
The middle-aged Soul Master found it hard to believe.
He had never imagined an old vase could be worth so much.
At that moment, Salas's eyes flickered slightly, and he spoke up. "Boss Lin is right. Antique vases like this are greatly favored by nobles and do indeed have considerable value..."
Salas was old and shrewd, and he had long since learned all about the things fashionable among the nobility.
Appraising antiques was child's play for him.
He simply hadn't expected Lin Xiao to