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While perusing the antique shop, Allison was taken aback by the extravagant prices of the items on display. The sheer cost was astounding.

Walking alongside her, Dylan observed quietly. Despite having the means to afford most of the antiques, he couldn't reveal his true financial status. Thus, he decided against pursuing anything overly expensive.

Just as they were about to head out, Dylan's attention was drawn to a nondescript gray clay wine glass. Intrigued, he picked it up and examined it closely.

The cup's unassuming gray exterior and modest price tag of two thousand dollars wouldn't catch the eye of avid antique enthusiasts.

However, Dylan, having taken many risks with such items before, could discern its authenticity. The clay cup seemed to have been overlooked, much like himself.

"You have a keen eye, young man. That cup is a cultural relic from ancient kings. Legend has it that it once graced the hands of kings centuries ago. Although its exterior shows signs of age, its true
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