Fakes within the antique industry were next to nothing. Since everyone worked in the same industry, even if they were fooled, they would just let it be

Losing money in this line of work only meant that the person wasn’t good enough. Others can’t be blamed.

But hiding a radioactive substance to harm others was the equivalent of alienating yourself within the industry.

Darren’s eyes twitched. A forced smile appeared on his face, as pristine as a white gem.

“Master Naiswell, this must be a mist