The fat man glanced at Travis before placing a simple wooden box onto the round table. Inside the box was a crimson red jade, seemingly an ancient treasure. As soon as the box was opened, everyone present felt as though the lobby had been filled with a hint of warm energy.

Everyone’s eyes lit up.

Jasmine turned to Quilt. “Uncle Quilt, what do you think?”

Quilt stared at it and nodded. “I think it’s the real thing. It seems to be the Bloody Jade from the Zhou dynasty. It also appears to have been blessed by a very powerful monk!”

Jasmine nodded and then turned to Charlie. “What do you think, Mr. Wade?”

Charlie, on the other hand, scowled in disgust. “It’s a fake……”

Quilt glowered at him. “You’re just a youngster, who gave you the right to lie through your teeth in front of this many people?”

Matthew Gibson, the elderly man who was sitting next to Travis, opened his eyes and stared at the piece of jade. “May I hold it?”

The fat man let out a cold laugh. “Mr. Gibson, are you kid