The guardian's sword

Someone immediately chimed in.

It was still early, so most people on Antiques street were street peddlers that have not opened yet. Having someone who drove a 70 million supercar arriving in Antiques street meant they could make a fortune today. They naturally wanted to know such juicy information as soon as possible.

"Hehe. Don't forget what you said if you do make a fortune!" Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The young man chuckled before saying, "A man and a woman got out of the car. The man is handsome, while the woman is attractive. People of their caliber are rare. You'll recognize them when you see them!”

The crowd thanked the young man, dispersed, and found prominent spots to set up their stalls. Janestown's Antiques Street was famous in Dragon Kingdom because there were no shops but only stalls.

In the early days, one could buy something valuable at these stalls.

However, as time changed, more and more people flocked to Antiques Street, and valuable things got lesser and replaced by various imitation products.

Compared with genuine antiques, the value of these imitation products was often only tens to hundreds of dollars, but the street peddlers made them sound like valuable genuine goods and sold them for hundreds of thousands or even millions of dollars. Many people had been deceived in Antiques Street over the years. Besides, one usually could not get a refund when they found out later that the item they bought was fake.

After all, the antiques business was all about the eye. You could not blame anyone for not having a good eye.

"Come and see! It's a treasure just fresh out of the ground last week!"

"This bronze statue was handed down from my ancestors! It has been passed down in the family for six generations. I wouldn't be selling this heirloom if my family isn't facing difficulties!"

"Come and check it out! My stall is full of genuine items with good prices. You're lucky to buy something from me!"

Loud shouts were heard all over Antiques Street. Sean and Willow, who had just entered Antiques Street, were also attracted by the noise.

Sean calmly scanned the stalls around him. Just by taking one look, he knew that everything the stalls sold was fake. Meanwhile, Willow curiously observed the various antiques the stalls sold.

Some things were even covered with thick soil as if they had just been dug out of the ground to make them look real.

"Sean, can you really recognize antiques?" Willow whispered.

Although it was her first time in Antiques Street, she also knew that 90% of the items in the stalls were fakes.

Only a handful of people could buy genuine antiques in Antiques Street. Anyone who bought something good was either lucky or had a good eye. Sean did not look like someone who had a good eye for antiques.

Sean shook his head and smiled before asking, "Do I look like a fool to you? n

"No... But you don't look like someone who recognizes antiques either!" Willow said after carefully observing Sean.

Sean gave a helpless smile and shook his head.

The two of them had now walked to the middle of Antiques street, and many of the street peddlers who got the heads up from the young man also recognized Sean and Willow's uniqueness at a glance.