Chapter 652 The Fleeceflower was a fake.

Wilbur could hardly believe it. He searched through the Fleeceflower with his spirit energy once more. It was indeed a fake.

The Fleeceflower had been modified with spiritual energy to emit that black glow and herbal fragrance to trick the crowd.

It was actually only around two thousand years old, far from the thirty thousand years it was being promoted in terms of age and worth.

Wilbur looked at Bruce in disbelief. He owned this place and was a peak Ambience cultivator too. There was no way he did not know the Fleeceflower was a fake.

It seemed like there was only one possibility to the situation, then.

Bruce, being a peak Ambience level cultivator, had created the fake Fleeceflower himself.

With the help of professional alchemist like

~ Eliam and Jon, it was very possible for him to do so.

Wilbur glanced at all three men, falling deep into thought.

Were they not digging their own grave doing so? Upon thinking it over, Wilbur looked over at Leonard. The

at Amon and

sitting in their seats emotionlessly, not even taking part in

was all

a huge waste of his money. If he were to hit a certain limit that he spent on them, his financial chain would go bust and his

with Bruce,

staring intently at the Spiritual Pill and having Catelyn

then reached out to nudge Leonard

is it, dude?" Leonard

bother bidding anymore. I'll make you a whole crate of those. You can snack on them however you like." "I'll be damned if I believe you. Who do you think you are, the Divine General Trevor Penn?"

to him smirked, shaking

exasperated, but

not just watch the guy get himself into hot water

are, young man? Keep saying things like that and I'll have to shut

fall for it," said

Wilbur then, his expression

I'd be the first to know if something's real or fake. Do you think

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