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Tang Wenjun took a closer look. The object on the table appeared to be cast from bronze, roughly the size of a palm. Its form and shell closely resembled a tortoise, but its head, neck, and tail distinctly resembled a dragon. On its back, it carried a vertically upright square stele, looking exactly like the divine beasts depicted in many cultural relics carrying stone steles.
Initially, Chen Jianguo wasn't too fond of the "tortoise," but after listening to Dong Yuqing's explanation, he was immediately relieved. "Alright, since it's crafted by Daoist Xuanzhen, then it's a treasure. I'll buy it and take it home to properly enshrine it."
As he spoke, Chen Jianguo pulled out his checkbook and asked for the price.
Although today was Daoist Xuanzhen's first time dealing with Mr. Chen, Chen Jianguo was introduced by an old friend of many years. Thus, he offered a friendship price: one hundred thousand.
"What?"
