Qin Yu frowned, his gaze coldly fixed on Mo Yuqi. He found it strange, why Mo Yuqi insisted on pestering him.
Mo Yuqi was not annoyed in the slightest and explained with a smile, "It's related, of course, it's related. Do you really think Dragon Horns are just up for grabs? The Dragon Horn is my grandmother's most prized treasure!
If there's no way to bring my grandmother a new treasure, she would never hand over the Dragon Horn to me."
"What new treasure?"
"My grandmother likes antiques, and Mr. Qin is so knowledgeable about antiques. I guess, just by accompanying me for a casual stroll in Panjiayuan, Mr. Qin could easily find some good items."
Qin Yu looked at Mo Yuqi with a skeptical eye. Mo Yuqi's gaze was tranquil and pure, Qin Yu couldn't discern any issues, so he could only nod sullenly, "Alright then."
"Mr. Qin, this way, please, the car is ready."
