Chapter 44: The Crooked Antique Dealer

Antique Street!

Gazing at the three robust characters carved into the stone stele, Wang Hao's lips curled into a proud smile.

It was now the afternoon, and the sun was scorching. As a result, the entire Antique Street looked somewhat deserted. The few who had set up street stalls didn't have much business coming their way.

On both sides of the street were antique and jade shops, exuding an ancient charm. Although small in size, their decor was elegantly traditional. It gave people the feeling of being in an ancient gallery, pleasing to both the heart and the eyes.

As Wang Hao pondered which shop to visit first, a figure hurried toward a shop named the Moon Pavilion.

This was an old man over fifty, with graying hair and worn clothing. He was holding a long parcel in his arms, treating it as carefully as if it were a precious child passed down through ten generations.