An older Jomo beside her asked, "Zhulin, was there something strange about that gau box? Your spiritual perception is the keenest. Did you discover something?"
The young Jomo named Zhulin shook her head lightly. "No, I just thought that gau box had an unusual design."
The older Jomo said, "If you like it, just offer to buy it. It was only ten taels of secret silver, after all. At worst, pay that monk a little more secret silver."
Zhulin blinked. "Never mind. Since I didn't encounter it sooner, that means it wasn't destined for me. Such things can't be forced."
The older Jomo shook her head at the sight. This junior of hers was as clever as they came, but sometimes she had a rather foolish air about her.
Qu Zan had not gone far, so naturally he heard everything the two behind him said, and inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
When stumbling upon a treasure, it was best to make a fortune in silence. If that person came up to ask about it, he would inevitably have to exchange a few words. It might end up becoming common knowledge, which would hardly be ideal.
Qu Zan thought to himself, That young Jomo just now probably noticed something. She simply didn't say it.
His thoughts turned to the matter of Ghost-God Relics.
Could this object really be connected to ghosts and gods? As he thought, he unconsciously laid his hand on the gau box and gently stroked it.
If there's one, there must be a second. Perhaps there'll be other Ghost-God Relics in the future.
Qu Zan thought, I'll have to pay more attention to antiques from now on. They either conceal fortune essence or contain Ghost-God Relics.
With this gain in mind, Qu Zan followed the mountain path