Zhang Xiaoman

On the peak of Mount Tai, a bolt of lightning ripped through the void, shattering the altar used for sacrificial offerings. A white day thunderclap, coupled with the destruction of ancient ruins, sparked heated debate among the people.,But this life, Luo Chen couldn't help but sneer again. We can play slowly.,“Don't spout nonsense if you don't understand. Besides, someone like you, a bumpkin from the sticks, probably hasn't even seen a real antique worth millions in your entire life.” The girl spoke with her chin held high, her face full of disdain. She was from a noble family and usually mingled with elites, so she naturally looked down upon ordinary people like Luo Chen.。