Chen Ming suppressed the avarice glinting in his eyes as he closed the wooden box, a part of him still struggling to believe his good fortune.
Chen Yuexi had seen the hesitation on his face. The Bodhi leaf was, after all, a treasure of immense rarity. It would have been an extravagant gift even for her own esteemed father, let alone Chen Ming. But Chen Yuexi had glimpsed the true wonders of heaven and earth.
She leaned in and whispered that in
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