The street peddler's expression froze, showing a hint of hesitation.

As the stall owner, he knew what the hairpin and the ring were made of. These items and everything else at the stall were bought from a factory and sold by weight. In short, they were just junk used to deceive people.

"Well... Sir, you have a keen eye for quality. You see how unusual the hairpin and ring are! We have a deal for 10 thousand then. Since you're willing, I'll sell them to you!" The street peddler gritted his teeth and ultimately decided to sell. He had bought everything at the stall for only 500 dollars. He had already made a huge profit selling two items for 10 thousand dollars.

It would be ridiculous if the hairpin and the ring were valuable.

Although the street peddler knew his appraisal skills were mediocre, he still believed himself to be much better than Sean and Willow. If he could not see any value in the hairpin and the ring, there was no way they could.

Sean shook his head with a smile. He