At this time, listening to Chen Shicheng say this, people knew what was going on.

The old man had bought the genuine product. When everyone present thought of this, they immediately became jealous.

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"No need to appraise it, I'll give you 70 million for this sword, I want it..."

Suddenly, a rough voice came from the crowd, followed by a middle-aged man walking up.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the bronze sword in Chen Shicheng's hand. The middle-aged man's words immediately caused an uproar.

Even Lin Ruoran, who was standing by, was stunned after seeing this scene.

Is this...really???

However, when Lin Fengxing heard this, he just shook his head slightly. Now he was no longer interested in money, and no amount of money meant anything to him.

Speaking of money, he had so much at that time that he couldn't even count it.

On the contrary, he felt that this sword would greatly improve his cultivation.

This, in his opinion, is the most important thing.

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"What?! You're not willing to sell it for 70 million??"

When the people around saw this, their eyes widened in disbelief.

You have to know that this sword may not be real. If you sell it now, you can become rich overnight.

Just when people still couldn't figure out what the old man was thinking.

A voice was heard again from the crowd, but it sounded a little old.

"I'm willing to pay 200 million. I hope you can part with it. I really like this sword. I can even lower the price."