At that moment, many in the crowd had seen Jared spend ten thousand to purchase a rusty lump of iron ore. Some were having a heated debate over it, while others laughed mockingly at him.
Given how young Jared was, they assumed he would be easily duped in his attempt to find treasures in Antique Street.
Nevertheless, Jared ignored their comments and the fat stall owner’s laughter. Instead, he gently squeezed the piece of iron ore, causing the rust to gradually break apart.
Crack!
The iron ore split open in his hand. After that, the crack began to grow bigger.
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