Shi Feng refilled Qi Yun's cup of tea and said slowly, "This Honeycomb Bracelet is not like other items; it lacks liquidity, and its price is not cheap. If I take it, it might sit in my hands for years."
"This thing, it could be two hundred thousand or sixty or seventy thousand, all the same."
"If you ask me to name a price, to be honest, the most I can offer you is sixty thousand, because I'm not sure when I can sell it. It depends on luck."
Hearing this price, Qi Yun felt a sudden drop in his heart. It was far from his expectation of a hundred thousand.
He picked up the teacup, took a sip, and didn't rush to speak.
"I know this price is a bit low, but there's no other way; that's the current market." Shi Feng said as he took out a cigarette and handed one to Qi Yun.
"However, if you can't accept it, I do have another proposal."
Qi Yun took the cigarette and raised an eyebrow, "Let's hear it."
