Lin Yanxi had grown up in Honggang City since she was young, so she was quite familiar with the location of the antique market.
Lin Yanxi personally drove the car, and because she knew the way well, she didn't waste too much time before arriving at the antique market.
The scale of the antique market in Honggang City was indeed quite large. Although Ding Fan had never been to Liuli Hutong in Yanjing, he had been to the antique market in Dongcheng, which was only a fraction of the size; Honggang City's antique market was three to four times larger. For a moment, Ding Fan felt some confidence—such a large market might just have what he was looking for.
"The goods here often pass off the inferior as the good and the fake as genuine, but it doesn't hurt to have a look," said Lin Yanxi offhandedly.
Since Ding Fan had met Lin Yanxi, this was the first time she had taken the initiative to speak to him. Ding Fan knew that Lin Yanxi was gradually stepping out of the shadows of her past.