Chapter 8

It was a wooden horse made of modern dark wood. The horse was roughly the size of a human’s palm.

What’s peculiar about the horse though was the poor workmanship of the horse and how ugly it was.

When placed together with the rest of the attractive counterfeit antiques that the vendor was trying to sell, it stood out like a sore thumb.

“Hey, shop owner, what’s the story with this wooden horse?” Liam asked the shop owner while showing him the ugly horse carving.”

“You mean this horse?” The shop owner squinted his eyes and observed Liam for a while before replying. “That’s a family heirloom passed down by my great grandfather. It was a palace toy that was played by the famous emperor Kang at around 500 B.C ! If you like it, I will sell this beloved antique of mine for thirty thousand dollars. No more and no less!”

“Come on now. You know it’s a bullshit story.” Liam laughed. It was obvious the vendors in Monro street were trying to jack up prices to fool the customers.

Nonetheless, it w
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