Priest Wu found it unbelievable.
That was impossible. This was his first time seeing this Whistling Vase… There was no way that he would have let other people have it if he had seen it first.
Grand Secretary Fang didn't say anything, but only gave Master Bian a sidelong glance.
Master Bian's mind went blank —
Priest Wu also shifted his gaze to Master Bian.
"Master —" Master Bian drained of all color. "Actually… actually…"
"Speak!" Priest Wu bellowed, his eyes glinting coldly.
He was short-tempered to begin with, and this only set him off. "What have you been keeping from me? Speak!"
"Well —" said Master Bian. "Actually, it was a young lady who sold off this Whistling Vase."
"And you were there?" Priest Wu's face darkened a little.
"Yes —" Master Bian nodded gingerly.
