The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 2612

After seeing what the old man did last night and what Sean could do, it was unsurprising that Titus would feel that way.

"Get up and wash up. Let's go to the antique street as soon as possible. There will be traffic when everyone’s heading for work," Sean said quietly as he withdrew his gaze.

Willow nodded slightly and went to wash up.

Sean had washed up when he woke up. He went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare breakfast-a simple pot of oatmeal and a dish of fruits.

He had just finished preparing the oatmeal, and Willow had come downstairs. Willow gulped as she smelled the smell of oats wafting through the air.

"Why do I never realize that a pot of oatmeal could smell so good? Do you have a secret recipe for oatmeal?" Willow asked with a smile.

smile and asked, "Do you know how

head. She rarely cooked. There was no way she would

up a

dollars per 500 grams?" Willow asked, looking

also sounded a little shocked as she spoke. Even if she did not know the price of oats, she knew oats that were 100 dollars

Keep guessing!" Sean answered

serious and asked in disbelief, "Are these oats 1 thousand dollars per

a smile, "Never mind. I'll stop teasing you. These oats are 10 thousand

you joking with me so early in the morning? Whose oats

it since you don't believe

one place in the world where these oats are produced, and its annual production is only 500 kilograms. You'll find out why the oats can

10 thousand dollars per 500 grams of oats.