Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"If I'm not mistaken, that's a work of Michelangelo. It originally came in a pair. I previously had one of them in my collection..." The old man said. "Michelangelo?" The stall owner was stunned. "Do you mean... The originator of purple clay teapot, Michelangelo? The one from the 15th century?"

"Yes..." The old man said.

"Oh my god... Then... How much does it worth?" The stall owner's eyes were filled with shock.

"If it's really a work of Michelangelo, it'd be worth at least ten million," the old man said.

"What? Is this thing worth ten million? I sold it for 50,000. Why was I still foolishly giggling here? Am I stupid?" The stall owner felt remorseful, and he repeatedly stomped his feet in place. "Well... Yes." The old man turned around and left after saying that.

The stall owner was left fuming on his own. "D*mn! I'm really stupid!"

Meanwhile, the youngsters were thoroughly shocked. After looking at each other, they all took in a deep breath and started discussing amongst themselves-

"That thing is actually worth ten million."

"So, that pretty lady isn't stupid, but we are...'

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lady so amazing?" Now, they all felt deeply embarrassed

stall owner

he the greater fool? Now, he regretted selling

too far

one hand holding the item she just bought and the other holding Sharon Lindt's hand, she happily walked through the crowd. Occasionally, she would glance at the purple clay teapot. "Xyla... This looks like a

once we remove this

much, lest she

Sharon would not harm her, this was a very important matter. The lesser it was known, the less

definitely worth more

Wait..." Right then, the

stopped walking and turned around to

the

pushing the bodyguards behind her away. He ran up to them,

looked at Xyla with his hands on his knees. He wiped his sweat away while he pointed at the purple clay teapot in her hands. "This... This... Give it back to me. I don't want to sell it anymore." His heart

was sold, it cannot

speechless