In the brocade box lies a piece of crystal clear chalcedony.

Oriental eyes lit up, to know the chalcedony grade.

The less color, the more precious, and the chalcedony in the brocade box is a faint purple color.

The price of a thousand gold.

In exchange for such a precious thing, Dongyu could only sigh in his heart. I don't know if I was happy or sad, I didn't expect Mu Jingyan to sell her so expensive.

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