C336 The Circle of Strength

In a simple room, a table and two chairs, three people, a quiet atmosphere, only the evaluator muttered to himself.

Two incense sticks of time had already passed, but the struggle between the evaluator's brows was getting deeper and deeper. Finally, like a chaotic string that could not be undone, he helplessly sighed and said: "Junior, I'm really sorry. I can't evaluate this item