Chapter 32

“How dare you break my precious incense holder! You’re asking for it!” Jose roared furiously. He shook his robes, and a strong wave of energy surged at Wilbur,

The crowd’s expression shifted as well. That was supposed to be a legendary spirit weapon. That guy was just too bold.

Master Jose was a famous cultivator from the Strictón Province. That guy was done for.

Just as everyone was in shock at Wilbur’s nerves, he smiled. “Open your eyes and take a closer look.”

The crowd leaned forward at the broken incense holder, baffled by the situation.

Wilbur said, “The incense holder is just a replica of an antique. There’s a piece of oud in there that seals the powers in it, letting out a glow and fragrance to make it look like a spirit weapon. It’ll disappear in three months, tops. I can’t believe such an obvious counterfeit technique was enough to fool all of you.”

Wilbur’s words left everyone in shock, and the crowd began to inspect the broken incense holder.

Everyone in the crowd knew enough to be able to tell with one glance from the crack that it was a new item, and there was a piece of oud inside of it. The oud was, admittedly, of rather high quality.

weapon. The cost of making

appearance and thought it

now out, and everyone was speechless

All at

forehead.

“Would you like to

speechless, sweat rolling down his

saw that the situation was going south. His expression shifted

spent decades of hard work building

barely ended up in his hands, and something like this had

importantly, the

making Jose more and more nervous by the second.

to the crowd. “I’m so sorry, everyone. I, Jose Smithson,

Master Jose? You’d better explain yourself,” John hissed, his expression dark.

foolish and fell for his tricks. It’s my fault for being so arrogant, I’ll admit to that. I’ll compensate every single person here five million

won’t take compensation on account of the many times

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