When the first Square Porcelain store opened, Fang Zheng was not present at the scene. Wen Lei was quite displeased by this but only received a response that he had other matters to attend to.
What kind of matter could it be, that would make him miss the store opening?
The old Seven Miles Square Porcelain store.
Second floor.
The void rippled like the surface of water.
A figure holding a half-human-height wooden box appeared out of thin air. The figure habitually surveyed the surroundings, then placed the wooden box beside him.
"Click..."
Opening the wooden box, more than thirty pieces of porcelain came into view.
The majority were Thunder Walking Red Porcelain.
The blood-red porcelain covered with thunder patterns looked like exquisite works of art, transparent, pure, dazzling to the eyes, and shimmering with a faint halo.
Besides Thunder Walking Red Porcelain, there were also a few uniquely shaped porcelains in the box, along with several thick books.
