"Did you know this is a national treasure?"

"You do this, do you know the consequences!?"

Amidst the screams, Wang Jingyi wanted to rush over to give Ye Hao a slap, but was stopped by Zhu Hongzhen himself.

And those beautiful missionaries, all of them also looked regretful, looking at Ye Hao's expression as if looking at a fool.

After all, in their eyes, if this kind of thing is auctioned, it will cost at least several hundred million.

"Twilight, dissipated!?"

Compared with other people's ignorance, Aldas frowned fiercely at this moment.

He looked in all directions with a shocked face, and was surprised to find that the twilight atmosphere that had shrouded the Zhu family's ancestral house in the secluded world had gradually dissipated at this moment, replaced by a brand new atmosphere.

Aldas subconsciously looked at where Ye Hao was.

I saw that Ye Hao took out a chopstick and a dinner plate at some point.

He stretched out his chopsticks and fiddled with the iron plate, and soon, he picked up the remaining portrait.

This is just a corner of the portrait, with a carp on it...

Ye Hao put the carp painting on the dinner plate, and then put it back to the place where the portrait was originally hung.

Then he said calmly: "Old Zhu, from now on, within three days, no outsiders are allowed to enter this place."

"After three days, burn this carp portrait, and the Zhu family in the hidden world will last for at least a hundred years."

Zhu Hongzhen looked at this scene in astonishment, and after a while he nodded slightly.

At the same time, Zhu Hongzhen didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that his exhaustion was slowly disappearing, and his stagnation was also dissipating.

Instead, it is a kind of energetic, like a second spring.

And Aldas, who had been observing Zhu Hongzhen, also had a ghostly expression at the moment: "How is it possible!? How is this possible!?"

Wang Jingyi asked strangely, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"No, no, no problem!"

Aldas was bitter in his mouth, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

"When I entered the hall just now, I could see that Mr. Zhu was full of old energy..."

"The ancestral house of the entire hidden Zhu family is also shrouded in twilight..."

"However, not only has the twilight energy of the Zhu family's ancestral house disappeared, but also the twilight energy of old Mr. Zhu..."

"This, this, this is simply a means of God!"

"Amazing!"

"Magical oriental power!"

Aldas didn't want to believe it, and he didn't think there was anything special about Ye Hao's simple movements just now.

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