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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that lady so amazing?"

stall owner felt even

greater fool?

Xyla hadn't walked too far away, he instantly

holding Sharon Lindt's hand, she happily walked through the crowd. Occasionally, she would glance at the purple clay teapot. "Xyla...

made it once we remove this

say too much, lest she

very important

definitely worth more than 50,000." Sharon was smiling

then, the stall owner's

stopped walking and turned around to look

the

owner pushing the bodyguards behind her away. He ran up

stall owner 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 felt like it was

the antique business that once an item was sold, it cannot be returned. Isn't

speechless all of