C42 42] Master

"I... I..." Xu Xiaorou hesitated, biting her lip. "May I become your student?" As Chen Yang's words sank in, the antique shop owners began to waver.

Chen Yang's points seemed valid. Could the Phoenix Blood Jade actually be a fake?

Had they all been mistaken?

Exchanging glances, they each saw a reflection of their own uncertainty.

Considering the rarity of the Phoenix Blood Jade