With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

He immediately held up two fingers with an air of arrogance.

"These two pieces are the prized possessions of two shop owners on Antique Street. They're not usually displayed in the shops. They're large bronze objects, but today, thanks to my father's name, they've managed to bring them out so we can see them for ourselves."

He raised an eyebrow.

"However, let me be clear from the start: buying it at a low price is basically impossible. These two old gentlemen are clearly aiming for a good price."

Jiang Zhiyu raised her eyes and looked at the three people one by one.

"My three cousins, this information is incredibly useful."

She nodded gratefully to the three of them.

"This trip was definitely worthwhile."

Su Wenhao listened from the side, puffing out his chest, looking like a mother hen watching her chicks.

"Of course, my buddies are incredibly reliable."

Jiang Zhiyu patted the table.

"Then let's not waste any more time. Let's go to the antique street first and take a look at those two bronze artifacts you mentioned. While we're at it, let's also browse through the batch Jason was sorting out."

Jason immediately stood up.

"Find me on the antique street. There's no one on that street who doesn't know the name Jason."

The five men got back on their motorcycles, the engines roared, and after two turns, they headed towards the old street in the east of the city.

With Jason leading the way, as soon as we entered the deep alley of the antique street, before we could even see the shop signs clearly, the owner of the small shop around the corner had already come out to greet us.

"Oh my! Isn't this our young master Jason? What brings you here today?"

Jason put his arm around the boss's shoulder without any hesitation.

"Uncle Liu, I brought a few of my childhood friends here today to broaden our horizons. If you have any rare or exotic treasures, please feel free to bring them out."

Uncle Liu was a slightly overweight old man in his fifties, wearing a jade thumb ring on his wrist. He glanced at Jiang Zhiyu and the others and smiled.

"Why did you suddenly decide to come here today? Aren't you usually not interested in these old things?"

"I'm not interested, but my friend is."

Jason said this with complete shamelessness and righteous indignation.

"I heard you have an old bronze artifact that you don't easily show to others, so I brought all the experts here for you."

Uncle Liu chuckled, gave the shop assistant a wink, and several cups of hot tea were brought over. Uncle Liu then turned and went into the back storeroom.

Everyone sat and waited inside the shop. Jiang Zhiyu held her teacup, her eyes scanning the surroundings. The shop wasn't large, but the shelves inside were piled high with many items, clearly an old shop with a long history. Seeing these things on the streets of M country felt like returning home.

After a while, Uncle Liu came out from behind, carrying a huge sandalwood box in his arms, with copper edges wrapped around the corners.

"Here it is. Let's see if you kids can figure out what's so special about it."

The old man placed the wooden box on the table, unfastened the locks one by one, and then peeled back the layers of plain silk inside.

At the bottom of the box lay an ancient bronze artifact.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyelid twitched.

The object was described as a dagger, yet longer than a dagger; it was described as a short knife, yet the blade was slightly curved. Its entire body was a dark cyan color, aged over time, with an extremely fine dragon pattern coiled at the end of the hilt. The dragon's eyes were two small, unidentified beads, faintly glowing.

"Pretty strange, isn't it?"

Uncle Liu chuckled as he looked at the expressions on the young men's faces.

"It's neither a dagger nor a knife. If it weren't for the dragon on the hilt, I wouldn't be sure which category to put it in."

He paused.

"A while ago, an elderly British earl took a fancy to this item and asked for twenty thousand US dollars, but I didn't sell it."

"It's not that I think the money is too little."

Uncle Liu waved his hand, his eyes carrying the stubbornness of an old Tibetan.

"This object has been in my possession for years, and I've searched through all the manuals my father left me, but I still can't figure it out. The era doesn't match, and its origin is unclear. This old man still wants to keep it and study it further."

Jiang Zhiyu put down her teacup and reached out to take the bronze artifact.

Get it cold.

She immediately asked Seventeen a question in her mind.

"Seventeen, can you sense anything?"

Seventeen scanned it carefully and said:

"Host."

There was another pause.

"I can sense a tiny fluctuation of elemental energy. But it's strange; this element shouldn't exist on Earth."

Jiang Zhiyu paused for a moment, her fingers gripping the hilt of the knife.

"You mean, this isn't something Earth should have."

"Yes. Some elements don't belong on Earth."

Seventeen's voice sounded a little strained.

"So I find this thing very strange. It doesn't have the kind of energy that would allow me to level up right now. But I also have a strong feeling that it will definitely help me. It's a very subtle feeling, hard to explain."

Jiang Zhiyu looked down at the fine, unrecognizable engravings on the blade, and already had a clue in her mind.

She whispered to Seventeen.

"That's right, let's ignore it. If you think it's useful, we'll buy it. We're not short of money anyway."

She paused.

"By the way, how much US dollars did you have left in your storage space when you took inventory last time?"

"There's not much left."

Seventeen reports honestly.

"But this one item is more than enough for today. If you want to continue shopping, just take out a batch of gold and exchange it for US dollars in a couple of days. We have plenty of gold in our space, but our US dollars are almost gone; you've given them all to Shen Muyan."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, examined the bronze artifact for a while without making a sound, and then looked up at Uncle Liu.

"Uncle Liu."

Her tone was very serious.

"I'll take this one."

Uncle Liu was taken aback.

"Name your price."

The old man's gaze lingered on her face for a moment, then turned to Jason beside him, his lips moving as if he were somewhat hesitant.

Jason noticed his hesitation and chuckled as he reached out and pressed down on him.

"Uncle Liu, please name your price. My cousin here is not short of money."

"Well, it's not a matter of whether you're short of money or not."

Uncle Liu sighed.

"I originally intended to keep it for myself to ponder. But since Jason brought him along, this old man won't hold back anymore."

He held up two fingers, then added half a finger.

"Just give me twenty-five thousand US dollars!"

Without even blinking, Jiang Zhiyu reached into her handbag and counted out a stack of crisp new banknotes, then pushed them onto the table in front of several people.

Su Wenhao opened his mouth.

The other three had the same expression, mouths agape and eyes wide open.

Wang Ziheng, being well-informed and quick to react, reached under the table and quietly patted Su Wenhao's arm.

"A few of us know that my cousin is rich."

He lowered his voice.

"But seeing her slam real gold and silver onto the table now, I've truly witnessed it."

Su Wenhao snorted and held his tail high.

"I told you! My cousin is incredibly wealthy. My dad dotes on her and respects her deeply. You can only dream of getting her!"